Luke and I went into a routine. I spent my lunchtime at his apartment, and he will come to mine at dinner. Sometimes we'll have dinner at his apartment and spend the weekends at his mansion in the country. We made these arrangements because we both agreed not to stay away in public places. My two friends have been asking me where I go every lunchtime because I don't go out with them anymore. So I always have an excuse whenever they ask me out for lunch. I only go out with them if Luke is busy or is out of the country on a business trip. One afternoon, Nat burst into my office and told me to accompany her to Chef's Delight for lunch. " I won't accept any alibis this time, Stacy. You have been avoiding us for far too long. I don't know what's going on with you, but you have to give us an