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“I don’t want to be a reason you break a promise,” she says more quietly.
“You won’t be.” I skate a hand through my hair. “I just don’t wantavoidanceto be a thing here.”
I don’t want to lose you, Luna.
I don’t want her to fall in love with someone else. I don’t want her to leave me.
She thinks. “Just friends?”
“Friends,” I nod.
“Only friends.” She nods over and over like she can cement the status of us in place, like she can be okay with it, and I’ve fallen so deep for her, I can’t even crawl out of the hole I’m in.
I just want to live there with her.
She says, “And we’re the kind of friends that don’t fuck each other.”
I laugh. “Girl, that’s ninety-nine percent of my friendships.” I tilt my head. “The one percent was always just you.” She was the only friend I’ve ever fucked.
Luna finally smiles, her lips slowly rising, and it shines down on my whole world. “So it shouldn’t be that difficult?” She crouches to pet Orion, her eyes still up on me. Everything about Luna effortlessly draws me into her stratosphere. Fuck, I’d take her on the rug right now if I could. The way she’s looking at me, I know she’d want me to.
I can’t.
Made promises and all.
“Nah, it’s gonna be very difficult to keep my hands off you, space babe.”
She nods, like she gets it. “Same.”
Same.
It does feel like we’re the same at times.
And I know better than to linger in her room for longer than ten minutes. Even with our invisible wall, I’m not sure how long it’ll hold. “You wanna eat?” I wonder.
“Tomorrow. My stomach feels kinda messed up.”
“I’ll put yours back in the fridge.” I go to her dresser and collect the Tupperware meatloaf I left behind.
“Thanks.” Her face has fallen a bit. She stays knelt beside her dog. “Xander knows. All of my siblings know.”
I solidify in place. “Know what?”
“Why you were at my house. How we like one another and my dad said we can’t date yet.”
Likeis an understatement to what I feel for Luna, but I’ve already told her that I’m in love with her the night of our first kiss. She expressedloveback, so I’m thinking maybe she’s just protecting the depth of her feelings.
“What’d Xander say?” I ask.
“He justran.”
Concern slams against me, and I nearly bolt towards my room for my radio. “Where?”
“To his bedroom—he’s okay,” she adds fast. “Or, maybe not, but he’s at least with my parents. Moffy talked to him a ton.”
I grimace. “He didn’t take it well then.”
“Yeah, but I didn’t really talk to him, so I can only guess why he’s upset.”
