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He chuckled, lying down beside me. “I want whatever you want, Moonbeam.”

I blew out a slow breath. Pushing away from him, I slid off the bed and picked up my clothes.

“What are you doing?” he asked, sitting up and leaned against the headboard.

“I’m leaving.” Wasn’t that the rule? “Isn’t that what people do after?”

“Yeah, if they’re having a one-night stand. Sure.” He leaned forward. “Is that what you think this is, Luna?”

“Maybe?” I said, suddenly feeling exposed.

“Well, I don’t know about you, but I want you again. And again. Tonight, wasn’t a one-time thing for me and I can bet on my life savings that it wasn’t the same for you either. Am I right?”

“I guess.”

A sly grin spread on his face. “Drop the clothes and come here.”

I dropped them and took a step toward the bed. Once I reached the edge, he lifted a hand.

“Kneel on the bed,” he demanded, his voice husky.

I knelt like he instructed.

“Crawl to me.”

My body heated. I placed my hands on the mattress and crawled toward him.

“Fuck.” Zach wrapped a hand around his cock. “Yeah, baby. Just like that.”

I laughed, crawling into his arms.

He wrapped himself around me, kissing my throat and laying us down on the bed. “I’m not letting you leave anytime soon, Moonbeam.”

“Okay.” I brushed the bangs off his forehead. “Then I think you should convince me to stay.”

And he did.

Luna

THE NEXT MORNING, Iwoke to a soft kiss on the forehead. I smiled, stretching my arms out beneath the pillow. Opening my eyes, I found Zach staring down at me with a huge grin on his face.

“I’m sorry for waking you.”

I sat up. He was already dressed. Wearing a dark red dress shirt tucked into black pants, he looked good enough to eat. The blood red of the shirt enhanced the natural tan in his skin. My stomach tumbled. God, he was beautiful.

“What time is it?” I asked, my voice rough from lack of sleep. We had sex two more times before he let me go to sleep and he made sure to be gentle every time. But no matter how gentle he had been, my body still ached.

“It’s almost seven thirty. I have to head into the city, or else I’d still be sleeping beside you.”

“Oh okay.” I sat up, scrubbing my hands down my face. “How do I look?”

His eyes darkened. “Fucking perfect.”

I laughed, gently smacking his arm. “Right. My hair’s a mess and I need to have a shower and brush my teeth.”

“Maybe so.” He kissed me roughly on the mouth. “But you’re still perfect if you ask me.”

“You’re too sweet,” I told him, my heart warming.

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