Catching Summer (Second Chances, #6)

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 began to dial.

“Who are you calling?” I asked.

“I’m calling my friend Jason. He’s a cop. I’m going to get him to take her in. She doesn’t have a fucking key so she broke in somehow. That’s trespassing and breaking and entering.”

Lindsey gasped and immediately jumped to her feet, crying, “Oh my God, stop. Don’t call him, please. If I get arrested, I’ll be kicked off the squad. I’ll explain everything if you just hang up the phone.”

Huffing, Luke put his phone away and crossed his arms over his chest. “If you pull this shit again, I’m not going to think twice about turning you in.”

Tears flowed down her cheeks and she actually looked scared. She nodded and sat back down on the couch, hanging her head. “I’m not going to lie. When the opportunity arose, I took it. When we found out that the guys were drunk and Evan was wasted, we came up with a plan.”

“Who is ‘we’?” I asked impatiently.

Lindsey glanced nervously over at Luke, who still had his phone out. I could tell he really wanted to call and turn her in, but he was showing mercy. Was it bad that I wanted to call the police myself and turn her in? From my experiences with her at the restaurant alone, she deserved to be taken down a notch or twelve.

Sighing, she looked down at the floor. “Me and Jaxon. He’s the one who let me in the front door with a set of lock picks. I was with him tonight after the game. I called Brianna to see what everyone was up to and that’s when she told me all the guys were wasted.”

“So that’s it,” Luke interrupted. “You know that when Evan gets drunk he’s basically dead to the world. You could easily get in bed with him and he wouldn’t know it.”

“That was the plan,” she confessed. “I was going to make him think he fucked me.”

“And what does Jaxon get out of this?” he asked.

Lindsey looked up at me. “Her. Jaxon was sure he could get her if he could get Evan out of the way.”

Luke rolled his eyes. “Like Evan would ever believe that he fucked you. Even drunk he wouldn’t be stupid enough. You’d have to have more proof than your word. Because we all know that doesn’t mean shit.”

Releasing a heavy sigh, she closed her eyes. “There’s a used condom in his bathroom.”

I gasped, completely in shock, disgusted. “How could you do that? You really are pathetic, aren’t you? Let me guess, it was the condom you and Jaxon used tonight.”

She opened her eyes and her shoulders sagged. “We’re not all perfect like you.”

I could feel the bile rise up in my throat. Just looking at her made me sick. How could she do that to someone, to try to deceive them so easily? Angrily, I scooped up her clothes and threw them as hard as I could at her face. “Get dressed and get the hell out of here. If I have to look at you any longer I don’t know what I’ll do.”

My hands shook so badly that even clenching them together didn’t help. Luke put a hand over mine and squeezed. “Calm down.”

I glared at Lindsey over his shoulder. “I just want her gone.” Once she had her clothes on, she bolted out the front door and ran across the front yard. I don’t know how long I stood there, but Luke stayed beside me the entire time. “Why do people like to hurt one another?” I whispered.

He sighed. “Some of us are just evil. I know I am, after what I did to Lara.”

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