I Am The Luna

I almost smile, taking out the carton to heat it up, only to find that the container is still hot. I place the bag down, tempted to go question him why he left it, but am I ready to see him again?

It’s late too… but he’s obviously awake since the container is hot.

Making up my mind, I quickly walk to the patio door, frowning when I look at the lock. It’s changed. He must have changed it… it looks far more secure now, and I noticed the sensors on the window frame. Better security…

My heart thuds as I turn the key that’s in the door and step out onto the balcony, walking over to his side.

Knocking on the door, I wait. The lights are off, but I can see the outline of a man sitting on the sofa, his head resting back. My heart races as I take in his denim jeans, his open jacket and once again, he’s shirtless underneath….

Great.

I look away as he walks over to the window and opens it. The first thing I remember is him leaving that night. Our argument flashing in my mind once again, I said things I shouldn’t have, but so did he…

“Did you come just to see my face?” he asks quietly.

I purse my lips, coming back to the present.

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“No. I’ve seen your face far too many times.” I retort, crossing my arms. wasn’t sure if the food was a test or something. I mean, is it poisoned? Am I meant to be on alert?”

“No, it’s just food,” he replies as if that was obvious and I frown, “One point for trying to impress me.”

My cheeks burn as I stare up at him, trying not to look at his delicious abs that are a distraction. “I wasn’t. I don’t think I need to try to impress you, anyway.” I retort, tossing my hair off my face.

“You don’t.”

I look back at him sharply and he’s leaning against the door frame, looking annoyingly fine.

“I thought as much.” I hum, glancing off to the side. “But it seems you might be trying to impress me… I mean, being so considerate and buying me food? I didn’t

pin you as such a thoughtful guy.”

But even though I’m trying to play it off, his intense gaze isn’t helping with this chemistry between us. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“I’m not, but I don’t think my own way would work,” he replies, his voice low and deep, one that sends shivers of delight through me.

“Oh yeah? What exactly is your way?” I ask softly, cocking a brow.

His eye flickers blue as he pushes himself away from the doorframe. “How about I show you?”

Suddenly his hands wrap around my waist, and I’m yanked into the room and pushed up against the wall beside the door.

I gasp, as his body presses against mine, sending intense sparks through me, my entire body coming alive, and I automatically grab onto his shoulders, feeling giddy, aware of every part of his body against mine.

“Zade…”

“I’m not done…” he whispers and before I can even reply, his lips collide with mine, making my eyes fly open, but it’s only for a second as I melt into his touch, my mind going blank as wave after wave of pleasure dances through my entire body. The intense connection between us is stronger than any magnetic pull I have ever experienced.

A sinful moan leaves my lips and I’m somehow kissing him back. He tastes of coffee and roasted hazelnuts and… I want more.

His arms wrap around my waist, drawing us impossibly close, his lips move against mine as if starved of something for far too long, and time itself seems to momentarily cease to exist, and with a damning realisation, it hits me that I’m kissing him – kissing Zade Toussaint.

And it feels so damn good.

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