I Am The Luna

She lied. Lied about the fucking pregnancy just to get a reaction from me? There's no child... that makesfeel fucking weird when I
had just made up my mind that there will be a kid and now she's angry atfor fucking not being ecstatic before tellingshe lied.
“Well, I am, I have things to do," she replies, sounding defeated.
Frowning, I look at her. There seems to be more to it... "Valerie... do you want a kid?” I ask quietly.
She pauses, her eyes flickering with pain as she looks down. Her heart is racing, and I see the telltale sign of her lip quivering.
"I'm thirty-five years old... yeah, one day I do." "There's more to it,” I state quietly, and I know there is.
She looks up at me, her eyes glittering with tears. "I was pregnant once... way back when I was first dating Jai... the day he was
set up was the day I found out... and a few days later I miscarried." Her voice breaks at the last word.
My frown softens, and I tug her into my arms, hugging her tightly. I hate that she's been through a fucking lot. "Hey... that doesn't
mean you will never be a mom.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said I was, I just-" "It's cool. You didn't keep the fucking charade up for long but yeah don't do that shit
again,” I say, and I do fucking mean it.
She looks up atand nods, guilt glimmering in her eyes.
"Still, I'm sorry." She leans up and kisses my cheek. “I am...” she sighs heavily, wrapping her arms around my waist.
I hug her back, rubbing her back and wishing she didn't feel the way she did. "You're still young, Little Mate, maybe... in the
future sometyou to be the Mom you've always will a wanted to be. Maybe not maybe... I think the word I'm looking for is one day.
I get you want this, and we'll get there." It's hard for me, but I'm certain there will ca fucking tthat I will be ok with it. I know. I will. I
don't think I'll make the smistake my mother made with me. Perhaps a talk with Hugh is something I need... to let go of the
feelings bottled inside and to get the closure I need.
"Really, you think so..." her heart races with hope.
"Yeah, I know so. So, cheer up, trustyou really aren't missing much," I say just as we hear a child laugh.
What the- "The children are here!" Valerie exclaims, her mood clearly lifting.
Sebastian's kids...

"I want to see, Mommy. I need to know if he's good for Aunty Velly!" 1 cock a brow, looking at Valerie, who smiles. "That's
Xander, he's the middle one. Want to go down to meet them?" she asks.
"Not really," I answer.
Like I said, kids and I don't go.
She looks at me, almost as if debating forcingto go or respecting my wish.
"Alright... you sure?" I nod, and she reaches up, her gaze trailing to my lips. "I love you. I want you to know that." "Yeah, I know,
and you know I love you," I answer, cupping her face as I close the gap between us and claim her lips in a deep kiss just as the
door flies open.
"Xander!" Zaia's voice is firmer than I've ever heard. I pull away and m Valerie moves back as fast as M backass possible as we
both turn to the little boy who has just entered. He has Zaia's unique purple eyes and dark hair, like his father's. "Mommy, I just
wanted to see!" "It's alright," Valerie says as Zaia appears, a disapproving, small frown on her face.
"No. It's not. He knows he should not NO enter a room without knocking, and since Xander forgot basic manners, he will wait
downstairs until you are ready to cdown," she says, taking her son's hand. Fair parenting.
Valerie pouts as Xander bats his eyes innocently at her before he looks atsuspiciously:" 'Your eye is ugly." He manages to say,
blunt and matter of fact before Zaia shuts the door. "He's a menace," I remark. I "He's quite the handful, so want to cdown and
meet him and the others?" "No, I think I'll stay here. That will serve him right for barging in, so... where the fuck were We?" She
smiles before snaking her arms around my neck. "Right about here..." she whispers, tuggingdown and pressing her soft lips
against mine...