Luke’s POV
The doorbell rang just as we were all about to sit down for dinner, and I glanced at Delia to see she was already standing up. “Don’t worry, I’m sure the butler will get the door.” I said.
She nodded, looking at me. “Wait. I didn’t know you were expecting anyone.” Delia said and I shook my head.
“I’m not. But if someone is calling this late without calling, then they will be here for me.” I said, knowing it could be Zach.
And two minutes later, I realized I was right when he waltzed into the dining room with his cocky smile and a look that said he was happy to walk in on us having dinner.
“Oh, mercy. This is great, I’m starving,” he said, walking to one of the empty chairs, then he stopped in his tracks when he looked around the people around the table to see Ollie.
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