I Am The Luna

"Oh, thanks, here's the salad!"

"Oh great, Zade brought the ice, thank you," Zaia remarks.

"And he brings the heat," I murmur, not realising I said it out loud, making them all burst into laughter.

It's past midnight and everyone has left. I just made us hot drinks after showering.

"Where are you?" I ask, he wasn't in the bedroom.

"On the roof, wanna join?"

I smile. 'Yes, I'm bringing some hot drinks."

1 pour the coffee into two flasks and pick up a blanket before I head outside and climb up the side of the house. Zade's made some footholds for me, which helped too.

He takes the drinks from me and offers me a hand, which I take and helps me up. I settle down beside him as he kisses my hand before he puts his cigarette out and wraps his arm around me.

"Aren't you cold?" he asks, his gaze dipping to my thin t-shirt, or should I say his t-shirt.

"Nope, like I said earlier, you bring the heat." I smile as I lean against him. He smirks, kissing the top of my head.

"Yeah, we all heard."

I narrow my eyes. "Alright I get it, I messed up. But do you blame me when you are always so damn sexy and get me all hot and bothered?" 1 roll my eyes.

"I don't blame you, Little Mate, but I'm glad I do, 'cause I like you all hot and bothered." He claims my lips, kissing me softly and I kiss him back as a cold wind blows, and I lean into him for warmth.

He moves back slowly, passing me my flask. Silently, we drink our coffee and 1 gaze up at the sky before I speak.

"So, you found out about ARK1 and who was behind it. You really are incredible."

"Who said it was me?"

He cocks a brow, and I mimic his expression.

"Everyone knows it was you," I reply pointedly.

He simply smirks, gulping down his hot coffee as I take a sip too. "I wasn't going to let it slide..."

"Good," I reply.

"I've been thinking..."

I look up at him, waiting for him to continue. "The packhouse will be done in a few weeks, the garage will be up and

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running soon, too. Things will fall into place, but I wanted you to know that I'm ready when you are."

I stare at him. Ready?

"For?"

The first thing that comes to my head is marriage or kids, but neither seems like something Zade would sayBelongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

"A kid, my clever little doctor," he clarifies mockingly, making me smack his chest lightly before I grip his shirt and smile up at him, my heart filling with excitement at what he's saying.

"You... really?" I whisper.

He combs his fingers through my hair, taking a sip of coffee.

"Really."

1 smile and nod, "Thank you... but... I think we can enjoy our pack and home in peace for a while longer."

"Great." He smiles faintly and I'm unable to stop myself from smiling back. I'm truly happy and although he's ready, I don't want to rush anything. After all, I like spending alone time with my man.

We finish our coffee and Zade places the bottles aside as he leans over me, forcing me to lie down. My eyes widen as he leans over me and kisses me. I feel my body slip slightly and my grip on him tightens.

"Zade..." I murmur against his lips, a little nervous. "Is this..."

"Safe?"

"Mhmm," I whimper against his lips as his hands roam over my body.

He chuckles. "No."

1 giggle despite the nerves that twist in my stomach as we kiss each other hungrily as if starved for far too long

He pulls up my top and 1 part my legs.

What more should I have expected?

This is Zade Toussaint. He is no gentleman. As for living on the edge? That's how he rolls.

But you know what? That's exactly how I love him.

Because he makes me feel alive.

THE END