Groomless - Part 3 by Sierra Rose

Author:Sierra Rose [Rose, Sierra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Billionaire Romance
Amazon: B014FPSPC0
Publisher: Dark Shadows Publishing
Published: 2015-08-24T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

The Today Show appearance was less terrifying than our other TV show appearances, but Luke took the ball and ran with it. He talked about us being high school sweethearts who realized we were better off as friends, and he said he had remained close to my dad. He told the hosts and the crowd, “We bonded over our mutual love of the Mets, and that filled a place in my heart, because my own dad was a bit of a workaholic and didn’t have time to take me to ballgames.”

I looked at him sideways when he divulged that to the crowd and the camera. Either it was a bit of an exaggeration, or it was just a bunch of PR bullshit Liz had ordered him to say, because he’d never really mentioned much of that to me.

He took my hand and held it almost affectionately, then continued, “Julia was such a big part of who I became, because we grew up together. I love her family, and it means the world to me that she knew she could count on me to do what I can to help make this a little bit easier for them.”

“So you stepped up and offered to be her groom? Wow!” the host said.

I smiled in spite of myself, simply because it was impossible not to smile at her.

“She asked me to, and that was brave of her. After all these years, she wasn’t sure I’d even remember her. She honestly said that. I have to tell you, that hurt me a little. Julia is not the kind of person anyone can just forget.”

He continued holding my hand, and he said the words so sincerely that I wanted to believe him. I had to bite my tongue to give myself a reality check, to remind myself that it was all just a big PR stunt and nothing more.

“That’s just because I broke your finger,” I said, not even meaning to.

“Wait. You broke his finger?” the host asked.

“When we were, I don’t know, fifteen or so. He was trying to teach me to shoot a three-pointer. I was terrible in gym, and I wouldn’t have survived getting a B in it. Anyway, I was trying to get the ball away from him, and he was dodging me and laughing. When I tried to take the ball, I sort of smashed his fingers backward and broke his pinky,” I said with a giggle.

“So, Luke, did you tell your teammates that a fifteen-year-old girl broke your finger?” the host asked, smiling.

“Of course I did.”

“Weren’t you embarrassed?”

“Yes, it was quite humorous,” he said, smirking over at me. “Not sure if I’ll ever live that one down. Can we delete this part of the interview? You can edit this, right?”

The audience laughed at that, and so did I.

“Well, it’s wonderful to hear this story, truly refreshing. Thank you for sharing it with us, and I hope your friendship lasts for years to come,” the host said.

We got up and walked offstage, to another round of applause, and we both began unfastening our mics.

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