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"I'm so sorry, Luna. I didn't know."
"It's okay. Not many people do.”
“I feel like a jerk for digging up painful memories.”
“It’s okay. I always tend to think of the past when the subject of Layla comes up.”
“Are you okay?” I gaze deeply into her eyes, loving how strong she is. She would have been eleven when that happened to her, and she has this internal strength that people spend their lifetime trying to gain.
“I have to be okay. I know the situation isn’t okay and will never be, but I have to make it so. Layla and I both had years of therapy to deal with it, but it's not something you get over easily.”
"No."
"There are some pains that even time and all the therapy in the world can't heal. There are some things you can't unsee."
I understand her more than she knows, even though my situation of heartbreak is quite different to hers.
I still can't talk about what happened to me, but she makes me feel like I could one day.
"So." She sits forward, and the tension loosens from her face. "To answer your question about Layla properly, my answer is that I feel like I need to distance myself from her. I don't think she cares about me the way I care about her. I've had so many life-changing things happen to me in just a handful of months, and she hasn't been there for any of them: my graduation, you, us getting married, and things in my career that I would've loved for her to see, especially the fundraiser next week. That event meant a lot to our mother, and it's the first year that I'll be hosting it. Emily has to attend because it's work, but outside of her, none of my family will be there. Dad and Kimberly will be away in Washington, and I understand that, but Layla has no excuse. I just feel like I’m not important enough."
I take in the sadness in her words and her expression. I won't be at the fundraiser either.
It wasn't something I factored in weeks ago, but as I think of it now, I feel guilty.
"You're important, Luna." I take her hand and give it a reassuring squeeze. "You are important."
"Thank you. It means a lot coming from you."
"I wouldn't say it if it weren’t true."
We stare at each other, and I press my nose to hers.
"I hope I haven't spoiled the mood," she whispers over my skin.
"Not a chance, Bellissima. I think I need to cheer you up."
She chuckles, seeming to regain her former lightheartedness. "And how do you plan to cheer me up, Hunter Le Blanche?" She pulls back to look at me.
"There are several ways of cheering you up, but I have the very best idea. Want to see?"
"Show me."
I move aside the bottles of drink and our glasses, then I pick her up and set her on the table.
With a cunning smile, I remove my shirt from her, revealing her naked body underneath.
This woman is like a dream to me, and I can’t deny myself of all she offers me.
I caress the silky skin of her legs, and she smiles seductively, making me feel selfish again. Even now as I touch her under the façade of cheering her up, it feels like it’s more for me than for her.
Just the sight of her like this in the silver moonlight gives me my fill.
Her with her long wavy hair flowing down her back and around her shoulder. Her with her round perky breasts, looking ripe and ready to be sucked.
Her with her marble-smooth skin and her pretty, pink pussy waiting for me to
take her again and again and again.
