Chapter Twenty-eight

LUNA

Throughout the week, I kept thinking of what Rose had said, and I kept wondering if Giovanni was thinking about me. But if he was, would that mean that we were mates? Or he had just grown attached to me during the time I had spent with him in Italy?

It was the weekend, and I decided to go shopping to clear my head. Not that I needed new clothes or anything, I just needed the therapy that clothes came with.

I strayed into the lingerie section of the clothes shop, admiring the sensual artistry, and running my hands down a particular red lace set. Imagining myself in it. I had filled it out since the pregnancy, and I had no plans to shed weight. I think I love how rounded my ass is now.

I badly wanted to buy the lingerie, but I thought to myself that there was no place to wear it, and no one to see it. Might as well just buy my regular underwear. Just as I was about to move, I heard the one voice that I had been expecting and dreading at the same time.

“That would look good on you.” I spun around so fast, I must have suffered whiplash.

“Giovanni?” He nodded toward me and moved closer.

“I mean, I would love to see you in it.” I looked at the underwear, and back at Giovanni.

“Then, I guess I won’t be taking that.” I walked away from him, clutching the clothes I had bought close to my chest as I walked aimlessly around the store. Forming a false sense of bravado that I didn’t feel.

“You’re walking away from me.”

“No shit, Sherlock.”

“Why?” I stopped abruptly and turned around.

“Did you just ask me why?” He shrugged, and I laughed.

“I mean, I would love to think that we parted ways on good terms.”

“You kidnapped me.”

“I apologize for that. But in my defense, if I had asked you nicely, you won’t have come. And you already tried to run away with my baby. What did you want me to do?”

“You threatened to kill me.”

“That was just a bluff. I would never touch a hair on your head, Luna. I would never.” There was so much conviction in his voice, and something else…something that made me believe him wholeheartedly.

I sighed and turned around, walking into the dressing room. All the chatter stopped and I looked back to see that Giovanni had followed me in. I sighed, and dropped my clothes on a chair, picking a dress and walking into one of the closed-off spaces.

I yanked off my clothes with jerky movements till I was butt naked. I had decided against underwear some time ago. Such inconvenient contraptions. I wore the dress and did a 36o in front of the small mirror. It was a black, sequin gown with a deep vee in the front, showing off my cleavage, and a zipper at the back that I couldn’t zip up myself. It came down to mid-thigh, and I already knew the shoe that I was pairing this with.

I gasped when the curtain opened and Giovanni came in, cramping up the small space. He drew back the curtain, while all I could do was look at him in shock.

“What are you doing in here?” His eyes were fixated on my cleavage, and I raised my hands to cover it.

“I was worried that you were taking so long, and I came in to check up on you.”

“Seriously, Giovanni?”

“What?” I saw a glint of amusement and mischief in his eyes, and it made me wonder where this Giovanni was. I’ve never seen him goofy. Or at least trying to be goofy.

“The gown is beautiful.” I shifted from one foot to the other. My anger dropped by a notch.

“Thank you.”

“And you are beautiful.” I felt butterflies in my tummy, and my vagina when he said those words. Coupled with the way he was looking at me… he wanted to lift me against the wall and fuck me. Or bend me over with this gown around my waist, while we both watch him taking us to heaven in the mirror. I wondered which he would prefer. I jammed my thighs together as I felt a pool of wetness gather at the apex of my thighs.

Giovanni took a deep breath and growled, the sound was like music to my ears and made me jam my thighs harder, as I felt myself get wetter.

“I can smell you, Luna.”

“What?” He moved closer to me, backing me up against the wall, and nuzzled his face in my neck.

“I can smell you getting wet for me, love.”

“Oh.”

He snuck his hand into my gown and grabbed my tit, massaging it, and rolling the nipple between his fingers. I bit my lip and held back a moan. Telling myself that I was reacting like this simply because it has been a very long time since I got any action.

All thoughts left my brain when he retracted his hand from my breast, lifted my leg over his waist, and began to play with my clit. I let out a moan that was caught in his mouth, and I began to wiggle my hips to match the momentum of his fingers.

He plunged his tongue into my mouth, sucking my lips, and biting my lip. All the while playing with my clit.

“Goddess…I’ve missed you…”

I gasped and pushed away from Giovanni when we heard the Store attendant’s voice outside.

“Hello, are you okay in there?” I cleared my throat.

“Yes. Yes, I’m fine. I would be out in a minute.”

“Alright, ma’am. Let me know if you need anything.”

“I will. Thank you.”

“Anytime.” I heard her walk away, and I took a deep breath and asked myself what was wrong with me.

This man had kidnapped me, threatened to kill me, and yet here I was…about to buss it open in a dressing room. I turned away from Giovanni, and took another deep breath, gathering my nerves. I turned back to him with the most business look I could muster.

“What are you doing here, Giovanni?”

“I came to see you.”

“Why?” He opened his mouth and closed it, and then ran his hand through his hair. The hair looked like it has seen a lot of that action in the past few days. His eyes were red, and somewhat puffy, as though he hadn’t been getting much sleep.

“I’ve missed you.”

“But…why would you miss me? I’m just your one-night stand that got pregnant.” Right then and there, the conversation I had with Rose popped into my head. Were we mates?

She had said that whatever I was feeling would be amplified for my werewolf mate. Giovanni looked like he was going through a lot.

My eyes widened in shock, and I took a few steps back.

“I…I can’t say…” I nodded, quickly changed back into my clothes, and rushed out of the dressing room, and straight to the counter with all the clothes that I had gotten. Giovanni was right behind me and refusing that I pay for anything.

I hailed a cab and went on home.