CHAPTER SEVEN
Jocelyn hadn’t always disliked Luke Wright. In fact, she’d been in love with him many years ago.
The Grays and the Wrights, despite both living on the same small island, didn’t really run in the same circles. Growing up, Jocelyn had watched the Wright boys from afar, as most people did who weren’t invited to the illustrious Wright mansion.
Luke had been in Jocelyn’s class, while Tristan had been a few grades below her. Luke had been handsome, charming, and popular. He’d played lacrosse, run track, and been crowned both homecoming king and prom king. He’d lived a charmed life, as far as Jocelyn could tell.
He always wore brand-new designer clothes to school. Although most of the islanders were solidly middle class, Jocelyn and Alex had been the select few that people would
