Moon Tears

Chapter ♡ 6

I don't hear a word of what Stella said from that point on throughout the meditation class. I spent the rest of the time imagining Seth holding me and poking my nose. Just overall being this big Alpha protector. A force of good and promise.

Well – I might be getting a little ahead of myself. There were no promises from Seth. None. I had his number but he made it clear we couldn't date until after therapy. That was a no-brainer. For obvious reasons. He was helping me deal with my shit, I couldn't be climbing all over him in the meantime.

Not to say I hadn't been thinking about it.

But of course, there was doing and then there was thinking.

The thinking felt safe to me, a fun space in my mind where I could see Seth and I becoming more in a perfect fantasy. The reality is I don't actually know how I'd deal with actual physical sexual contact– from anyone – no matter how much I trust a man. It makes me both sick and terrified beyond measure. Which is quite the opposite of what my brain is trying to imagine, precisely all the ways I could be with Seth.

It's honestly embarrassing how blown out of proportion my imagination is taking this little fantasy I have. It makes me wonder if there's something wrong with me. But it's also the first time I actively seek to stop that thought – there was nothing wrong with me for wanting a romantic relationship and imagining a healthy one.

"You zoning out on me again, darling?" Seth teases me out of my head as he drives me home. We're almost there and I had been squeezing my phone between my knees with my palms flat either side, my mind far back from the drive itself. He was a good, smooth, confident driver – I could just zone out easily with him in charge.

"Sorry, I was," I admit the truth and I see Seth looking cheeky as he slows the sports car and pulls into a part outside a strip of local shops. Specifically, an ice cream shop where kids from school tend to rush after hours.

Right now it is still middle of the day, and it's quiet albeit for one father buying ice cream for a trio of excited toddlers. I dare say they're werewolves, by the way they're jumping up and down in excitement with boundless energy.

"You hungry? I guess you would be," I reason with Seth, assuming he wants lunch or something.

Seth turns to me as he switches off the car and I'm enamoured by his deep blue eyes as he announces a different idea, "I thought I'd buy you an ice cream," Seth sees my eyes pop and my lips peel apart as I don't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Really?" I whisper, "But w-why?"

Seth almost blushes, "Uh – like a 5-minute date, before I drop you off down the road," Seth blinks and distracts himself by rummaging in his pockets, "You got a flavour you want? You comfortable to come in with me?"

"I'll come in, I'll have a look at the flavours, oh, and, I'd – I'd love to go... on a 5-minute date, with you," I whisper that too and now I'm blushing like mad as Seth reaches for his door and I go for mine.

We both hop out in a bit of a mad rush as we walk to the shopfront together.

Seth looks plagued by nerves but he manages to hold his almost 7ft frame out of the way, ushering me in first.

"Thank you," I give him a warm smile as I walk in, fiddling with the belt at my dress.

Thank you, Melody, for this good luck charm. I'm so glad I wore this outfit today.

Seth follows me in, and the father with the kids starts to move out with his lot.

Soon the place is empty and it's just Seth and I as we look at the flavours.