Chapter 146

I thought Luke would give a polite excuse, perhaps something about the editor's enthusiasm moving him, but the campus celebrity remained true to his cold demeanor.

"Personal reasons. I can't disclose them," Luke said curtly and then walked away.

Even Wendy was surprised when Luke agreed to join us for dinner. She mouthed to me, “He really agreed?”

I pressed my lips together, thinking, Wendy, having dinner with Luke, aren't you afraid of getting indigestion?

I never imagined I would be sitting down for dinner with Luke—like friends. It was almost surreal. Is this what they call the twists of fate?

As Luke drove, he asked, "Jen, what do you want to eat?"

“I don’t know. Let Wendy decide. She’s the foodie here and knows all the best spots in the city,” I replied.

Wendy thought for a moment and said, “How about some drinks? It’s a bit cold today. We could warm up with some lamb. Let’s go to that place on Elm Street that you love, Jen, the one with the iron pot lamb stew.”

I had no o