Lucky In Love- A Sam and Luna Fanfic

Lucky In Love- Story 3, Chapter 13

Using the website picrew.me, I created this image of Sam and Luna dancing, which you shall see in this chapter. :) Just thought I'd make it for fun and share it with y'all haha. Sorry if it doesn't look like them; I tried lol.

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LUNA'S POV

"How was the chat?" Sam asks me as I seat myself beside her on the bed.

"It was..." I scramble to conjure an adequate adjective. "...really nice." I state, and Sam seems incredibly happy by my response. "I'm glad." Is what she replies.

Relishing in the silence, I pull Sam into a tight embrace. With Sorren's words in mind, I tightly squeeze my girlfriend with desperation. She returns the tight hug.

Though I know it to be the last place Mr. Sharp would kiss his daughter (and with not nearly enough passion), I press my lips against Sam's. I watch as my girlfriend closes her eyes before I close my own, placing my hands on her waist. Moments later, we disconnect from the kiss, Sam's cheeks flushed sweetly.

"Your dad loves you, Sam." I murmur, and Sam grins cheekily, a sarcastic remark on the tip of her tongue.

"That's the weirdest thing to say after making out." Sam says, and I laugh loudly. "Yes, but, it's true." I murmur thoughtfully. "And... and I love you, too."

"Aww," Sam gushes, kissing my nose. "You're so cute. I love you, hun!"

Heart swelling with pure love and affection, I rest my head in Sam's shoulder. She kisses the top of my head and tussles my hair playfully. I can't fathom the idea of ever leaving her embrace, and Sam thinks the same. So again, I stayed the night. As if once wasn't enough, I want to spend another night with Sam.

Sam and I spend the afternoon cuddling and singing along to our favorite rock songs. It is, putting it mildly, absolutely perfect. To make everything so much better, Sam possesses the voice of a literal angel. The melodic way she can sing Stevie Nicks had my heart melting and palms sweating. Her vocal control was impressive, and the smile she gave me as she sang caused my breathing to hitch uncontrollably.

Dancing is another story. I was aware of Sam's hesitancy towards dancing; the poor thing tensed when I took her hand to dance, but I managed to get her to sway a little.

It's nearing 11:00, and the moon is cresting the smoky black sky. Sam and I sit on the bed, conversing as the faint sway of a slow ballad emits from Sam's speaker. A cheeky smile broadens on my face, and I slowly reach to take Sam's hand. I rub it gently.

"Wanna give it a shot?" I ask, raising a playful eyebrow. Aware of what I'm asking, Sam chuckles nervously. She rubs the back of her neck with her free hand.

"I-I don't know, Luna..." Sam's voice trails off, and I take the silence as an advantage to sweep a surprised Sam off the bed.

"I'll take the lead, baby girl." I murmur, Sam gasping in surprise as I place my hands on her waist. I instruct her to place her hands on my shoulders. She does just that, and I nod before slowly swaying, leading Sam in a gentle waltz around the bedroom.

A few moments pass, and I lean over to whisper in Sam's ear. "How're you doing, love?" I ask, and I see Sam nod feebly. "I'm fine..." She murmurs mid thought.

Slowly beginning to warm up, Sam takes the lead, rocking the two of us. The peaceful silence is short-lived, however, for Sam's foot quickly comes down on mine. I hiss at the sudden pain it causes.

When the realization of what had just occurred sinks in, Sam's eyes widen. Her hands fly to her mouth. "Gosh, Luna, I'm so sorry! I knew that this was going to happen." Sam moans, hanging her head.