I Am The Luna

"These just arrived along with two smaller boxes."

"Thank you, those are for Ada's grave. I will tend to them tomorrow, leave them in the hall, and I'll take these," I say, taking the

large bouquet of a mix of flowers that I thought suited her and had this bouquet made.

Zade raises an eyebrow. "I said to comfort her, not to take her on a fucking date."

"Leave it to me." I frown at him.

This isn't too much, is it? I don't actually think it is.

Valerie smiles as she places a hand on my arm. "Do what you feel is right. Adriana is lucky to have you."

I give Zade a frown as he bites into a pizza slice from the second pan whilst I transfer Adriana's onto a wooden board.

I finish the last of the preparations, picking up the larger of the two trays.

"Mind helping?" I ask Zade, who swallows the slice.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

"Sure, the pizza's pretty neat. You might just be of some use to her."

I frown at him, but he picks up the tray as Valerie takes the flowers. "These are stunning..."

I make a mental note to make sure to send some flowers for her too. We head upstairs and Valerie places the bouquet on the floor outside the door whilst Zade puts the tray he's holding on the stand in the hall.

"Good luck," he says, walking back downstairs, no doubt for more pizza.

Valerie smiles at me. "You got this," she says.

"Thanks..."

Alright, let's see...

I balance the tray on one of my forearms as I knock on the door.

Silence.

I knock again but no reply. Sighing, I open the door.

"Adriana, may I come inside? I've brought dinner."

"I'm not hungry," she replies quietly.

But she didn't say I can't come inside...

I push open the door, freezing when I see her lying on her stomach, staring out of the window in nothing but her panties that don't even cover much of her peach.

Fuck, now what do I do?

I look away and clear my throat.

"I've brought pizza," I say walking to the bedside table and placing the tray down on it. Picking up the lamp, I place it on the ground and switch it on. I slide the tray back, glancing at her once again.

I turn away again.

Should I ask if she wants a gown or anything? Just knowing she's behind me naked is messing with my head and more.

I return to the hallway and pick up the second tray and, carrying it inside, I put it on her desk before I finally go back for the flowers. This time I lock the door after me, not wanting anyone to just walk in on her naked.

Why does she even have the door unlocked?

"Adriana?"

I look at the woman on the bed, trying to keep my eyes on her back, but I'm unable to stop myself from checking her out, my gaze lingering on her ass.

I throb in my pants and look away quickly, placing the large bouquet on the bed beside her, covering some of her behind with it, before I sit on the bed.

"you need to cat because I don't plan to leave until you've eaten," I try again.

She still doesn't move, and I tilt my head.

"Unless that is what you want. You know if you want me to stay you could just say that," I tease instead, hoping that gets a reaction from her.

Still nothing.

I stare at her face, my smiling fading. I sigh quietly. Picking up the bouquet, I place it on the floor.

Lifting the top bed sheet, I get under it, folding the sheet over her body. She tenses but doesn't jump away, even when I slip my arm under her head and pull her body against mine.

IIer heartbeat picks up and I gently kiss her shoulder, the thin bed sheet a barrier between us.

"I'm truly sorry for your loss," I say quietly, holding her tightly. Hoping if not me, then the mate bond at least brings her some solace. I make sure my arms touch her bare skin, giving her that skin-to-skin contact.

She doesn't reply, but her hand moves, and to my surprise, she places it on top of mine and gives my hand a gentle squeeze as she holds my arm tighter against her waist. Understanding what she wants, I tighten my hold on her, trying to calm the storm of emotions that course through me.

I rub her arm gently, burying my head in her neck, her seductive scent filling my senses and I almost expect her to push me away when she suddenly turns in my arms, pushing me onto my back and climbing on top of me.

My eyes widen as I'm met with a full-on view of her ravishing, firm, round, supple breasts. I swallow, hardening in my pants at the sight. The bedsheet is still tangled around her waist as she grabs my wrists, pinning them to the bed. My eyes flash as I now look up into those beautiful ones of hers, my heart clenching when I notice how red and puffy they are.

"What the hell do you want, Payne?"

I become serious as I tug free from her hold, reminding her silently I'm stronger, and comb my fingers through her hair tenderly. "You."

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