I park and exit the vehicle to find her on her phone in the front seat. When I knock on the window, she shrieks and jumps in her seat as she looks through the glass. Once she sees it’s me, she smiles, grabbing her purse and opening the door.
“Oh, hi, Ezra.”
“Don’t sound too excited to see me, Luna. Might make my ego too big.”
She laughs and shakes her head. Her blonde hair spills down her back as she smiles at me. “I’m sorry. I just thought Ian was picking me up.”
“He had a work thing,” I lie, and she nods. She locks her car and follows me to mine. I open the car door for her, and she gets in. Her lavender and vanilla scent fills the vehicle instantly. Her cheeks heat, and she rubs her thighs together as she buckles her seat belt.
When I turn on the car and look over at her, she gives me a small smile and sits on top of her hands as she glances at me.
“So a club, eh?” I ask her, trying to cut the silence.
Her cheeks heat further, and she nods her head. “I just wanted to live a little.”
“I can get that,” I reply, starting the engine and pulling out of the parking lot. “Am I taking you home, or?” I ask, wanting to make sure she has a safe place to go. Her mom is honestly the worst, and if I can help her avoid any issues with her, I will.
“Oh, I guess I didn’t think about that.”
“You can come to ours, if you’d like?”
“I wouldn’t want to impose.”
“You wouldn’t be.”
She clears her throat and nods. “You’re sure?”
“Whatever you want, sweet girl.” Her scent thickens in the cab of the car, and my dick gets hard. But I’m a gentleman, and I don’t mention my boner or how good she smells.
“Maybe we can just get some food to help me sober up, and then you can take me home. I don’t think Ian wants me at his house.”
I rub my jaw and watch as she turns to look out the window. Her reflection in the glass looks sad, and I shake my head.
“What makes you think that?”
“He thinks I’m an idiot,” she says softly. “Everyone does.”
I have to stop myself from slamming on the breaks and grabbing her jaw and telling her to never speak about herself that way ever again. But I have self control as I pull over to the burger place and gently touch her shoulder. No shit, it’s like an electric current goes between both of us. She gasps as she looks over at me.
“You’re not an idiot, and no one thinks that.”
“My mom does,” she says, looking down.
“Yeah, well, your mom’s a right fucking cunt.”
Her eyes are wide as she looks at me, and then she bursts out laughing. She laughs with her whole body as she grabs her stomach, and a rogue tear slides down her face. She wipes it away as she catches her breath, and she looks at me. A beautiful smile takes over her face; just like her laugh, she smiles with her whole face. Her eyes glimmer as she looks at me.
“She is,” she sighs.
With James’ words in the back of my head, I decide to be sneaky with my questions. “So why haven’t you found a pack and moved out?”
She sighs and shakes her head. “No one I can be with has caught my attention,” she says. I cling onto those words.No one I can be with.
“But if you could be with them?” I ask, and she turns to me, her blue eyes glassy.
She shakes her head and sighs. “It couldn’t happen.” She licks her lips and looks at me with such an open and soft expression, I just want to bundle her up in my arms. “But if I could, I would in a heartbeat.” She blinks a few times, shaking the idea out of her head as the waitress on skates comes to the window.
Luna leans over the console and smiles at her. “Can I have a cherry limeade, mozzarella sticks, and tater tots, please?”
