“How do you know Beckett Lawley?” I asked Rylee as I stood in the doorway of her bedroom.
“Why?” she asked me and I could see that she had stiffened when I mentioned his name.
“You’re living in his apartment,” I said.
“How do you know that?” she asked me.
“The Elders told me, so it’s true?” I asked her.
“I met Beckett about three years ago at a function that Colin had at his house,” she said.
“I’m sure he just jumped at the opportunity to take you in,” I said.
“We became friends,” she said.
“So how do you see this working?” I asked her.
“See what working?” she asked me.
“Us,” I said to her.
“There is no us Lucas. I meant what I wrote in that letter,” she said.
“So why are you here?” I asked her.
“Closure maybe and I felt guilty for you taking my punishment and I w
