Free Catching Summer by L. P. Dover Page B

around the side of the house. As soon as I heard him take off in his car, I rushed inside. Luke was in the living room, running his hands through his hair. “I don’t see anyone, not unless they’re hiding,” he said in a low voice. “But I honestly don’t think any of the guys would do that.”
    I shrugged. “I don’t know. Maybe it was just something I imagined.”
    “Could be. Do you see anything different?”
    I looked around the room, then started down the hall. That was when I noticed Evan’s bedroom door. “Luke,” I whispered, waving him over. I put a finger to my lips and pointed down the hall. “His door is shut. I left it open.”
    Knowing Evan was asleep, I followed on Luke’s heels until we got to the door. We could hear movement inside, but I couldn’t tell what was going on. “Stand back,” he said low. “I’m going to open the door.” The light was off in the hall, so I had no clue how he expected to see anything. When he opened it just an inch and peeked inside, his eyes went wide. “Holy fuck, it’s Lindsey.”
    “What the hell? What is she doing?”
    Luke snarled and slammed open the door, bolting inside. There was light shining into the room from Evan’s bathroom, but all I could see was Luke rushing in and grabbing a naked Lindsey and hauling her over his shoulder. “You have got to be kidding me,” I growled as he raced past. Lindsey shrieked and pounded on Luke’s back as he carried her down the hall. Evan stirred and sat up in bed, his eyes squinting from the light.
    “Summer?”
    “Yeah, it’s me. Go back to sleep.” He lay back down and almost instantly fell back asleep. Lindsey’s clothes were on the floor, so I hurried to pick them up before Evan could notice. The last thing Luke and I needed was Evan to be drunk and pissed off. It was clear he had no idea what Lindsey was doing. I had a good guess.
    I was fuming by the time I got into the living room. Lindsey sat on the couch with a blanket wrapped around her shoulders with Luke standing guard. I threw her clothes at her feet. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
    She glared at me and then turned her head. “I don’t have to tell you shit.”
    Luke scooped up her clothes and threw them across the room. “If you don’t want to be locked out of this house butt-ass naked, I suggest you answer the fucking question,” he snapped.
    With a smug smile, she lifted her chin defiantly. “Evan called and said he wanted me to come over. He said he missed me.”
    “That’s bullshit,” Luke scoffed. “We both know he can’t stand to even look at you. You’re nothing but a worthless whore who’ll fuck anything with a dick.”
    “Oh, whatever. That was in the past,” she hissed. Then she turned her hardened gaze my way. “I love him, and I’ll do anything to get him back. You’re too much of a good girl to give him what he wants. He’ll get bored very quick.”
    “Don’t listen to that bullshit,” Luke said to me. “She’s just jealous that he’s into you and not her.”
    “I heard she has a habit of going after men who are taken,” I said.
    Lindsey rolled her eyes and whispered “Bitch” under her breath.
    “But what I want to know is how she got in if the front door was locked.”
    Luke marched over to the front door and opened it, inspecting the lock. “That’s a good question. Which leads me to think she got in another way.”
    Lindsey was acting as if what she’d done was normal. She couldn’t care less about sabotaging Evan’s life. I’d learned a lot over the past few years, and one thing was that people didn’t give a shit who they hurt. “What was your goal tonight, Lindsey? Did you think you could come in here and take advantage of him?”
    She scoffed. “I don’t have to trick anyone to be with me. He’d fuck me in a heartbeat if I let him.”
    Luke’s mouth gaped open in disgust. “What the fuck? You are so goddamned delusional it’s sad.” Pulling out his phone, he