Catching Summer (Second Chances, #6)(21)

“What the hell? What is she doing?”

Luke snarled and slammed open the door, bolting inside. There was light shining into the room from Evan’s bathroom, but all I could see was Luke rushing in and grabbing a naked Lindsey and hauling her over his shoulder. “You have got to be kidding me,” I growled as he raced past. Lindsey shrieked and pounded on Luke’s back as he carried her down the hall. Evan stirred and sat up in bed, his eyes squinting from the light.

“Summer?”

“Yeah, it’s me. Go back to sleep.” He lay back down and almost instantly fell back asleep. Lindsey’s clothes were on the floor, so I hurried to pick them up before Evan could notice. The last thing Luke and I needed was Evan to be drunk and pissed off. It was clear he had no idea what Lindsey was doing. I had a good guess.

I was fuming by the time I got into the living room. Lindsey sat on the couch with a blanket wrapped around her shoulders with Luke standing guard. I threw her clothes at her feet. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

She glared at me and then turned her head. “I don’t have to tell you shit.”

Luke scooped up her clothes and threw them across the room. “If you don’t want to be locked out of this house butt-ass naked, I suggest you answer the f*cking question,” he snapped.

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 f*ck 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 f*ck me in a heartbeat if I let him.”

Luke’s mouth gaped open in disgust. “What the f*ck? 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 f*cking 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 f*cked 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 f*cked 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.”