LOGIN~LUNA~
I made sure not to be there when he woke up. Not just because I didn't want him to see me after the heat of passion wore off, but because I needed to be at home earlier to help my brother pack for his first international business trip, which would last for thirty days. A friend of his had connected him to his boss, who in turn pulled strings for this trip to happen— to push my late father's company off the ground. I needed to be there before he woke up— if that would be possible. Shutting off the events of last night and willing myself to forget ever meeting and bedding the most handsome man I had met in my entire life, I jumped into the first taxi that pulled over in front of the hotel. I had already seen tons of missed calls from my brother and Mia, probably wondering whether I was alive or dead. I was already on my way home. I would deal with the calls of Mia later. Just as the taxi zoomed off, my mind zeroed in on the way he was slamming into me at a fast pace but not violently, in several sex angles I had never tried before. Series of shivers shot through me. My core clenched, reminding me of the three orgasms he spilled out of me. "Get over it! Luna. Wild sex done. Time to forget it ever happened." I reckoned that I didn't break. And from the deep groan that escaped his throat when he came, I needed no soothsayer to tell me that he enjoyed every bit of it. Fuck Eric! As my head fell back against the headrest, my lips parted in a contented smile that I wore throughout the drive home. ~~~~~~~~~~~ "I will be back soon, Lu. Before you know it, thirty days will be over." My brother, Micheal, hugged me for the umpteenth time at the airport. "And don't give Ace a hard time." I consented to being under his friend's care throughout the period he would be away because he wouldn't give it a rest. Plus me sneaking out and staying out all night. I figured the least I could do was try to make him happy. "Don't forget to call me often, yeah?" His gaze was tender as he stared at me. Gone was his big brotherly rough exterior. We had never been apart since our parents died. God! I would miss him. And I guess he would too. I nodded vigorously, smiling. "Of course, big brother." Turning to Ace, he slipped back his rough exterior. "Dude, watch out for that psycho ex of hers." Ace nodded with a smile. "I have got you, bro." "Good luck, brother." "Thank you, sis." Another hug, and he was heading towards the terminal while Ace and I stood waving. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Minutes after I arrived at Ace's house, he showed me to my room and gave me the welcome talk, and where I could find anything. I decided that I needed a cup of ice cream. My mood had been a tad grumpy since my brother left, coupled with the incessant thought of the charming guy from last night who had refused to leave my head. His shiny blue eyes hunted me. Just like the thought of his long, hard cock inside of me made me literally squirm every time I remember it. My body was heated by the time I settled in, hence the great need for that cup of ice cream. "I will be in my room. Feel at home and don't forget to come to me if you need anything, sweetheart. The kitchen is downstairs— the first hallway on your right. The freezer is there too." His eyes had sparkled with friendliness as he gave me the welcome talk. His eyes also hovered over every part of my body, but I didn't give a second thought to that. He also mentioned getting any drinks I wanted inside the freezer in the kitchen and downstairs, and I hoped that included the ice cream. I was a fan of vanilla mixed with strawberry, but right now, any flavor would do. I headed downstairs immediately, my mouth watering, but I wasn't sure if it was in anticipation of the ice cream or the explosive orgasms I was just given this morning. A sharp exhale tore through me at the line of my thoughts. "Come on, Luna. Forget about him." Just like Ace had mentioned, every drink I could think of was inside this freezer, including my sought-after ice cream— every flavor. "Such good living." I hummed softly as I reached out for a cup and spoon. "I guess spending thirty days here wouldn't be a bad idea." I turned immediately to head to my room when I crashed into a hard, broad frame that I figured could be Ace's. My apologies rolled off my lips, thankful that I hadn't opened the cup of ice cream else I would have poured it on him. But when I looked up to let my apologies sink in, my lips fell widely apart as I gaped wide at the person I least expected to see. Not here! Not now! Not ever! I blinked severally. Probably, I had lost my mind and was envisioning him on Ace's face. "Dewdrop!" But the mention of that pet name from last night indicated that I wasn't. It was really him. But what the hell was he doing here? "Luna! I heard you come downstairs. Are you confused on any—" Ace's voice filtered through the hallway but halted mid-sentence when he got to the door. Apparently, he was as shocked as I was. "Xander!" Ace called out as he started walking closer to us. Meanwhile, my dashing one-night stand was still gaping at me intensely, his expression unreadable. Well, I couldn't tear my gaze off of him either. I was yet to come to terms with the fact that he was here, not when I was struggling so hard to get over how fucking well he treated my insides last night. "What are you doing here?" He finally spoke. God! That deep, crispy, sensuous voice. I didn't realize how much I missed hearing them until now. Wait! Did I just say missed? Great! Luna. Way to go. "You guys know each other?" Ace asked, stepping closer and standing beside the two of us. Yeah, we hadn't managed to step back from each other either. "I should be asking that question." He directed a sharp gaze at him. "What's she doing here?" Hold on! Was that sharp voice and question because he didn't like the fact that I was standing in front of him? My breath hitched at that thought. Had he already moved on from last night? Gulping, I helplessly looked up at Ace. His face registered surprise as he alternated his gaze between me and him. "She's Luna. Micheal's sister— the Michael you helped with that business deal. He begged me to look after her while he was gone. I hope you don't mind." He directed a pleading look at him. My ears buzzed with the information I just grasped. He knew Micheal! And he was the guy who helped him get the business deal! What in the world of fuck! Most importantly, why did it seem as though Ace was taking his permission for me to be here? A sharp exhale filtered through my ears and my gaze automatically darted to him. He was staring at me, his blue eyes way intense and sending tingles through me. "You are welcome to my house, Luna." At his response, my eyes widened, and the buzzing noise continued. His what!!!~LUNA~He called me dewdrop again. I couldn't stop smiling as I stared at his retreating figure before he finally disappeared into his room at the end of the hallway. Not just because he remembered the pet name, but because he suggested dropping me off at school tomorrow. That alone wiped off the traces of anger in my heart at his rejection last night.Even though I wasn't sure where we stood. Or whether there were any traces of likeness he had for me. Or whether that night really meant something to him. I wanted to hold on to the fact that I hadn't totally lost. There was still hope that he might see me as more than a one-night stand. It was a glimmer of hope, but I was willing to hold on to it. See where it would lead me. The one-night stand was just to prove Eric wrong, but right now, it was becoming more. I didn't know how and when it happened. Was it during our throes of passion or afterwards? I couldn't say, but one thing was certain: he had arrested my interest and heart. It
~XANDER~I didn't get much sleep last night. Not because I was up working my ass off, or had a business call that needed to be attended to. But because my mind couldn't rest. It kept taking me back to that scene outside the country club where she held me tightly as though I were her lifeline.For the first time in my life, I jerked off on my own and with the thought of her leading me through."Dammit! Alex!" I cursed under the cascading water emitting from the shower spray.I didn't know how she had become so engraved in my thoughts like that. But whatever the case, it would surely be hard for me to get her off my mind. My mind was restless even in the shower after jerking off the second time that morning, with a frustrated groan that accompanied it. I figured if I wanted to get over her, I needed her to get over me first. But how would I do so without hurting her?The hurtful look I beheld on her face last night was still haunting me. I didn't even bother to check if she had taken t
~XANDER~With my gaze fixed on her receding figure, I gritted my teeth to the point I was sure it would crack, but it didn't. I wish it did, so I would have another pain that would distract me from the one that was gnawing at the pit of my stomach.I shouldn't have replied to her like that. But would you blame me? I was trying to cut off the connection that hitherto existed between us. I figured that if I could, it would be easier to quench this fiery feeling that was rearing its head inside of me.But instead of doing so, it drove an imaginary spear through my heart. It was an imaginary spear, but the pain was lethal; I could feel it deep into my soul.Still gritting my teeth, I removed the already toasted bread from the machine and proceeded to dish out the fried eggs. She might say she had lost her appetite, but I couldn't care less."Hell, I am not buying that." I brought out her plate as well and began dishing. Despite the determination to discontinue whatever it was that was goi
~LUNA~ I delayed downstairs, pretending to be invested in the channel playing on the television while in reality, I was waiting for Xander to be done with his brother so we could talk. He didn't mention the exact time frame for the talk we were supposed to have, but I wanted to know what was wrong with him. Why did he seem so closed off and angry, his eyes losing their earlier sparks? The curiosity was so deep-rooted that I didn't consider the option of going upstairs to freshen up— at least to wash off the touch of that human stain off my body. But when minutes morphed into an hour, and an hour flew into hours, I knew I needed to go freshen up. Plus, I didn't want Ace asking me why I hadn't gone up because I had no excuse to give. As I ascended the stairs, half of my mind listened to any sign of a door opening downstairs and the other was on the banter or should I say the squabble between Xander and Ace. Backtrack from the time when Andy asked if we were a thing and I was the
~XANDER~With Andy taking me towards the direction of the study, I knew what he wanted to talk about was serious. And it was something he didn't want any ear to hear. The door of my study was soundproof, so anything done or said there never got out.We entered, with me trailing behind him. I shut the door immediately I got in and made straight for my mini-bar. I had a mini-bar both in my room and in my study. There were times I would be neck deep with work that I wouldn't want to step outside. So, if I needed liquid courage I didn't need to go far to get it.Well, that was a few months back when I still spent time here, and not in my private condominium. But I figured things would change from now on. Speaking of change, Ace had never openly argued with me, playfully or not. But what he did back there... Being so defensive and overprotective... Coupled with his comment at the office earlier today about his guest being special. It was all starting to make sense.Still mulling over that
~LUNA~I could tell he was angry. It was obvious from the way he abandoned us at the parking lot and stalked off. He didn't need to talk much, I could see it in the widening of his broad shoulders and the rigidity of his gait. But what I couldn't fathom was why.Still trying to wrap my head around what could possibly be wrong, I stepped out of the car, standing by the side as Ace proceeded to get the key from the keyhole. He was fine before we left the country club, but something shifted during our ride home. I wasn't sure then, because the only outstanding event was him almost getting us killed by slamming on the brakes all of a sudden. My brows furrowed in thought. Now that I thought about it, that action of his depicted anger. But there was still no hint of why he would be angry. I remembered his stare through the rearview mirror when he apologized about it. Nothing in his gaze screamed anger. But his blue eyes had lost their sparks— or was it because I wasn't staring at him dir







