Chapter 289

Gary King's words seemed to ring a bell for Melissa Harris. At first, she thought it was totally impossible—those two were like night and day, how could they ever be a thing? But when Luke Miller actually showed up at their house, she kinda started believing it. Now that she thought about it… something really didn’t add up here. ... Hotel. The next morning, Luke Miller woke up. Rubbing his temples, he felt like he'd just had the weirdest dream. Everything was all over the place in that dream—and even his boss was smiling at him so gently. Only after opening his eyes did he realize just how much he’d had to drink. He’d always been pretty disciplined, rarely ever got drunk. Last night? Definitely an exception. “Mr. Miller.” Dorothy Howard had arrived. “What happened?” Luke asked, confused. He couldn’t remember a single thing from the night before. “Mr. Miller, you got drunk last night, and I didn’t know where you lived, so I took the liberty of bringing you to a hotel.” “Where’s my stone