Chapter 28
Harper
When we make our way back to the Airbnb, I’m shocked by the all-too-familiar camper van sitting in our driveway. In theory, I suppose it could be anyone since it’s a rental van that’s a dime a dozen, but why else would there be a van sitting in our parking spot?
“Uh. . .” Luke looks confused.
“Hasn’t she gone home already?” We both know who I’m talking about without saying her name.
“She leaves tomorrow.”
For a fraction of a second, I wonder if Luke has been in touch with her after all. He said she didn’t want anything to do with him since she thought it was weird that the two of us were sharing a bed, so why is she here now?
Maybe Luke has been texting her, telling her how much he doesn’t see me that way.
If Cassie needs someone to vouch for his lack of feelings, she just has to join the pity party I’m throwing for myself.
“What’s she doing here then?” I feel like a jealous girlfriend when I say the words, but I have to remind myself that I don’t own Luke. If he wants to date her, I have to deal with it.
“Stay here.” Luke steps out of the car, leaving me to wait in the passenger seat.
I watch him walk up to the door of the van, knock, and then be let inside, the door shutting behind him.
A jealous rage boils inside me, and I have to work to keep myself calm.
A few minutes later, Luke comes back out from the van and opens my passenger door.
“She needs a place to park overnight.”
I give him a face. “Aren’t there campgrounds?”
“She’s having issues booking the campgrounds. She’ll sleep in the van. She just wants to park here, I guess.”
I blink, a little stunned. “Did you already tell her she could?”
He shrugs in a what-else-was-I-supposed-to-do?
“She doesn’t like me,” I say. This has become a familiar conversation.
“I don’t think you like her very much either.”
I look from him over to Cassie’s van. Her head is sticking out of the sliding door. She doesn’t glare at me, which I guess is nice of her.
“Fine,” I say, stepping out of the car and heading past Cassie’s van into the tiny house.