Chapter 30: A Brief History of Rafe

Someone comes up behind us. "Where'd Rafe run off to?"

It's Luca, and he grins and hangs an arm around Ashlyn's shoulder, watching his brother's back disappear down the hallway. "Is he on the phone?"

"Weird, right?" Ashlyn says. "I was just telling Edie how strange that is. She has no idea what he's up to, either."

"To be fair, I don't know him that well." Even if I'm having his baby. Admitting that around his family - who may or may not know the whole story - makes me blush harder, and I silently curse myself. I need to learn how to control myself around these people. I can't turn into a tomato every time I'm slightly embarrassed. I wish I could be more like Ashlyn - self-assured and confident, even around these celebrities. I feel like everyone here can see right through me.

If Luca notices how red I am, he doesn't rub it in.

"Well, if you want to learn more about Rafe, you've come to the right place," he says. "Have I got some stories for you. Did he tell you about the time he