Under The Moonlight

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Hello pretty people.

I'm changing the PoV for this chapter to convey both perspectives.

Enjoy!

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After sending her friends off, Mabet was now waiting for the night to take over.

She was waiting for the night she could talk to Zeek. A ghost that didn't scare her. But whose voice soothes her. Whose gaze made her heart skip a beat every time he stared at her with those silver floating blue eyes.

She washed up and dressed in a cute violet silk pyjamas. She applied a light pink lip balm to soften and moisten her lips and coconut butter on her hands and feet.

Missing the now fading bruises on her neck and wrists, she smiled ever so lightly, one could never catch.

She shoved her feet into the pumps, came down and laid down on the couch of the living room, where she had spent the previous remaining night hoping no one had noticed her absence of mere moments or her encounter with Mr Cameron.

Her wide brown eyes stayed unfocused on the screen and took no interest in the colorful things going on.

Instead, she thought of everything that had been happening. Especially the happening of Zeek.

"Why wait, why not just call me", he appeared from the darker corner of the room.

His tall built frame and ruffled ash blonde hair.

She sat up straight, causing her long wavy brown hair to fall places. The hair that captivated him like waterfalls did. The hair he loved to touch and loved to inhale their scent.

Her white soft round shoulders. Her long pretty neck and that cute face of hers. She could kill and could not be proven guilty with that innocence dripping face of hers.

"I just thought you might be taking a stroll or something", she murmured softly.

"Strolled enough and got tired of it long ago", his voice deep, a slight tinge of roughness but angelic to ears.

"I didn't think your friends were going to leave, like for ever", a little smile played on his lips and mirrored on her face as well.

She shrugged and tucked a stray hair behind her ear.

Not wanting his stirring feelings to take over, He gulped and looked away.

So many a times he had been unable to ignore his stirring heart and gave up. Like the first time he had seen her in the basement and could not continue his journey. He kept coming back just to catch a glimpse of her. The night he marked her knowing he was being a bit selfish and his reason of marking her that he would be signalling her the dangers, was lame.

It was only due to that he could be with her. He could talk to her freely without giving her dizziness. But showing up in front her was just not the thing he had planned to.

The night he came out in his human form. The way she reacted. The way his controls slipped on the aching desire of her and he had let himself taste those perfectly shaped plump lips.

"Staying in the room with you is a bad idea", he closed the distance in a flash.

"We should talk", he said taking her hands in his.

"Backyard might be safe or the rooftop", she took in the way he looked at her and hurriedly lowered her gaze.

In a blink of an eye, they were on the rooftop.