sneaking out late one night, luna runs into a criminal on the street who she quickly falls in love with. his looks are intimating and his voice is deep and thick.
he was definitely her type and he knew it too.
what happens next? read to find out...
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Luna Gracie Walker Chicago, Illinois 7:38pm
over time me and anthony had really been into a deep serious relationship and i was so happy things were finally turning out. i really met the love of my life.
kayla invited me to a bar to have drinks together. it was 7 o'clock on a saturday night. it was quite busy but i didn't mind to much because my focus would be on kayla for the night. she had gone outside for a breath of fresh air.
"god, i could do with a gasper" kayla said when she walked back in, sitting back down avoiding my gaze, as if we were on stage and i'd forgotten my lines while searching for a prop. that's what it felt like.
i groped around in my jacket i had brought with me for my pack of cigarettes. chrissy and kayla had got me to smoke since i've already been a drinker for a year. makes sense i guess.
my awkward fumbling caught her attention, and she smiled as i raised my head. she moved closer and caught my eye as i flipped the lid to reveal a double row of cigarettes, lined up like a coffin mails wrapped in silver paper.
"do you have the convenience of a light?" she asked, helping herself.
"no, i don't" i said clenching the cigarette between my lips, and turning my pockets inside out to show my lack of a handy incendiary.
"typical" she said, rolling her eyes and leaning towards me. my jaw fell open as she raised her slender hand towards my face.
"never mind" she said, "i'll improvise" her out stretched thumb and forefinger plucked the smoldering cigarette from my dry lips. the manoeuvre was gentle but precise and practiced. it made me get chills up my spine and i didn't know what that was about. her studied gesture was one ritual, full of expectation, belief and mystery.
she had a delicate touch and feeling it took me by surprised. i've never had a girl touch me this way let alone one that was my friend. she was probably already drunk as she had a few drinks before me.
she took a lighter from her pocket and lit my cigarette then here. i watched as she puffed out the smoke as she exhaled. it seemed like the whole world had stopped.
we stayed a few more hours and all i could think about was how she gently grabbed the cigarette with her hands out of my smooth. it was smooth and fast, so gentle. i don't like girls but what is this feeling?
she drove me home and i thanked her for taking me out. no, i don't like girls but that encounter with kayla was unexpected and breathtaking. i walked inside the house and saw anthony fast asleep on the bed. i changed out of my clothes and laid down with him.
all those feelings i felt towards him all came back as i laid down here with him. he truly was the love of my life.
