“Where do you live?” she asked Luke. “I’ll bet it’s not anyplace like Seaview. I’ll bet it’s a big city that’s bustling with things to do.”
“I was living in Atlanta,” he said, suddenly looking distant again.
“Was?” she repeated, studying his expression for some clue about why he’d phrased it like that. “Aren’t you going back there?”
“Maybe,” he said, then shrugged. “Probably.”
“Why so noncommittal?” Lesley Ann asked.
“Long story,” he said succinctly. “And it’s getting late. I need to get some rest if I’m going to start painting in the morning.”
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