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)
Her parents looked at one another. “Luna, we know that you have always had a crush on this boy, and to be honest, we were happy for you, but we all know how dangerous the Trojans MC are. We don’t want you running around with wild boys,” her mother said.
“Then I’ll move out,” Luna said. “The Trojans MC is a good place. It has good people in it, and it has Matthew. I want him, and I have tried to pretend that I don’t. I had the whole college experience and I tried to date other guys, but none of them make me feel anything like Matthew does. I love him. I want to be with him, and if you can’t support me with him, then I am sorry about that, but you’re not going to stop it.” Luna licked her lips. “You went against your parents’ wishes.” She looked at her mother. “Grandma and Grandpa didn’t want you marrying a man who was older.”
“Honey.”
“You struggle with your relationship with them. I don’t see them. Do you want to never see my kids? To have that history repeated?” she asked.
Her mother’s lip quivered.
She had never wanted to bring up her mother’s decisions. Her parents were in love and totally devoted to each other, but she wasn’t going to sit back and allow them to rule her life when they wouldn’t listen to anyone else when they wanted each other.
Her mother moved closer and nodded. “You’re right, and I’m sorry. We will accept Matthew and his family with open arms.”
Her dad moved closer. “I don’t care so long as he makes you happy.”
Luna knew her dad regretted the lost relationship her mother had with her parents. There was nothing they could do to change their minds. They wouldn’t be swayed, and neither would Luna.
Matthew arrived, carrying a tray of coffee.
She smiled at him as her father approached and then shook his hand before pulling him in close and slapping him on the back.
It was a start.
****
Matthew groaned as he climbed through Luna’s bedroom window.
Her parents didn’t want him staying the night, but Luna had told him to come to her bedroom anyway. It was odd, but he had a vague memory of this room and of climbing into her window.
“Have I done this before?” Matthew asked.
Luna chuckled. “Once, years ago. You were drunk and you came to tell me how sorry you were.” She sat down on the edge of her bed. “We had sex.”
“How do I not remember this?”
She shrugged. “I don’t know. In the morning, you were already gone. You never said anything to me, and so I didn’t bring it up.”
Matthew glanced around her room, taking in all that was Luna. She had a bright bedroom, light colors, and a pink bedspread. As he looked around, he had a vague memory. One that wasn’t particularly clear, but almost like that of a dream.
“I remember. Sort of?”
She giggled.
“You’re not pissed.”
“Nah, I’m not pissed. I actually, er, I forgive you.” She tucked some hair behind her ear. “After seeing Mac, you know, it’s kind of hard to be mad at you. I … I didn’t want anything bad to happen to you. I love you, Matthew. Our history and all.”
He moved toward her and sank to his knees before her. “And I promise you, I will never do anything in this world to hurt you again. Never.” He placed his hands on her knees. “I learned my lesson. I was a fucking messed-up kid and I had no right to be that way.” He rested his head on her thighs. “And I can’t have anything happen to you. Not ever. It was bad enough watching those guys get to kiss you and touch you. There’s no way I could live if you picked someone else.”
“It was you all along,” Luna said. “Always.”
Matthew stared up at her, and he just knew in his heart that there was no other woman he wanted than her. “Marry me.”
“What?”
“You heard me. Marry me. I love you, Luna. There is no one else I want in this world. Marry me.” He shoved his hand into his leather cut. “I know it’s not much, and maybe one day I’ll get you something bigger, but I have been wanting to give you this for years.”
He held a ring out for her. It had a tiny diamond in the center—the only ring he’d been able to afford years ago. When Luna was worried she might be pregnant. He’d gotten the ring for, he didn’t know what the hell for, but he’d kept it. There had been many times over the past few years when he planned to toss it into the lake or the ocean. He hadn’t been able to do that.
Because it was all about Luna. From day one.