Luna
Tlou doesn’t need to know that. Talk about awkward and all kinds of wrong. “I think it’s because I thought he was you. So it kind of threw me off. And I went off on him because of what you did. Not calling me when said you would.”
“Hey, I’m apologizing for that. Am I not?”
“Of course you are, I’m just still waiting though, for that dessert I was promised,” I shrug my shoulders as if to say I don’t trust that he will deliver.
“Patience, love,” he says leaning over to kiss me. I kiss him back, loving the glide of his lips on mine. We groan in unison and then laugh.
I smile feeling giddy as Tlou returns to cooking.
“I hope he’s not mad,” I say going back to our topic.
“He’s fine, he doesn’t scare that easy,” he says turning to the fridge to put the tiramisu. He cleaned the k
