Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 46448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 232(@200wpm)___ 186(@250wpm)___ 155(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 232(@200wpm)___ 186(@250wpm)___ 155(@300wpm)
“Don’t know what you’ve done? Are you like for real right now?”
“What?” he asked.
She growled. Her voice went deeper, and he could only imagine that she was trying to imitate him. “Luna, I’m being serious. You haven’t— I was a mess back then. It wasn’t good. I know that. I can make that up to you.” She was back to sounding like herself. “What was that?”
This was better. Much better.
“It’s exactly what it means.”
“Why?”
“Why?” he asked.
“Stop repeating everything I say, Matthew. Why would you say something like that?” She nibbled on her lip and tilted her head to the side. She’d done this when they were studying, and he found it so freaking adorable.
Matthew closed the distance between them. Luna took a step back, then another, and another, until her back hit the wall.
He pressed his hands to either side of her head. “Luna, you’re a clever woman, but I will be straight with you. Our first time together sucked for you. You were in pain. I wasn’t good. I’m better now, and what I’m offering you is the chance of a good fuck.”
Her eyes flashed, and he watched as she licked her lips. There was interest there. Interest and something else—need.
Luna wanted him, but she was fighting him. “It doesn’t mean anything.”
“It doesn’t have to mean anything. We can have a good time.” It was a complete lie. To Matthew, it would mean something. “I’m offering you a chance for us to have some fun. No strings attached. You, me, and sex. That’s all.”
She put her hands on his chest and pushed him away. “I’ve got to go.”
Matthew didn’t want to let her go. Sinking his fingers into her hair, he pulled her in close and slammed his lips down on hers. He kissed her, giving her a taste of what was to come if only she’d let him.
“Think about me,” he said.
Chapter Six
“Do you have everything you need?” her mother asked.
Luna stared at the peanut butter and nodded. “Yeah, Mom, I do.”
“You’re surviving on peanut butter sandwiches, aren’t you?”
She laughed. “Come on, Mom, you know me better than that. I am not surviving on them, but they are a favorite snack of mine.”
Her mother laughed.
“How is the cruise?”
“Oh, sweetheart, it is wonderful. Your father and I, yesterday, we got the chance to swim with sharks.”
“Sharks, why would you do that?”
“It was exhilarating, honey. Anyway, enough about the sharks. Do you need some money?”
“Mom, I have a job. Hey, do you know when Mac started to close the diner?” Luna asked.
“Mac closing the diner? Don’t be silly, dear. He’d never close that thing. He’s always open.”
“You see, that’s what I thought, but he has closed every day this past week.” He hadn’t lied to her. Mac had been there Sunday morning with her money. He hadn’t said anything else.
“How odd. He has been different since Mary left. You know, I think he had a crush on that woman. Such a nice woman. An amazing cook. Maybe you should check on him. Take him your amazing lasagna.”
Luna frowned. “Why would I go give him a lasagna? The guy owns a diner. I’m sure he can cook.”
“But he might be lonely, and you and he, you know, he’s a good guy, Luna.”
“Ew, gross, Mom. Seriously? You’re away on a cruise and you’re trying to set me up with, like, an old dude?”
“Mac is not old, and in case you don’t remember, your father is older than me.”
“So, what’s that got to do with anything?” she asked.
Her mother chuckled, and now Luna had a feeling she was going to wish she had never asked.
“Well, the thing is about older men, they know what they’re doing in the bedroom, and honey, trust me, a woman’s first time does not want to be with a guy her own age. I know from experience. Your father and I—”
Luna cried out. “Ah, Mom, okay, stop it. I know you guys had sex, at least once to, you know, have me. I don’t need to know about your sex life. At all. You guys do not have sex ever.”
“Oh, honey, you’re so sweet, but the key to a happy marriage is to always be there, and of course, having a lot of available surfaces in the house.”
Luna lifted from where she was perched over the kitchen counter. “Mom, I have to go and like sanitize the entire house.”
“Good luck with that.”
She hung up the call and had to wonder what was going on with her mother. Her parents had always had a strong bond. This was new. Her mother giggling like a schoolgirl was so very new, and offering her sexual advice was just gross.
Your mother is having sex and you haven’t.
There was no way she was going to make Mac a lasagna. She was not attracted to him.