Page 185 of Moon's Promise

“No.”

Priss’ gaze sharpened on her. “You don’t sound too sure.”

“Is any women a hundred perfect sure her boyfriend isn’t cheating?”

“I don’t know. I haven’t ever been in a serious relationship to judge.”

“I’m probably just overthinking what’s going on. We just had a baby; he is most likely adjusting to being a father. Like I said, I’m probably overthinking it.” Bolstered by her talk with Priss, she grinned at her. “I could go home tonight, and he could be ready to rock my world.”

Priss gave her a thumbs-up. “There you go. There’s the sister I know and love. I’m not used to you being so down.” Breezily walking across the office, she gave her a mischievous look. “By the way, it couldn’t hurt if you’re wearing something to knock his socks off when he gets home.”

“You know, I might stop and pick up something up on the way home.”

Larissa finished up the chart she was working on, then told Priss she was leaving a little early. Feeling in a much better mood, she drove to the clothing store on Main Street, next to King’s restaurant. When she was unable to find a parking spot on the street in front of the store, she parked in King’s parking lot at the side of the restaurant.

Once she was inside the clothing store, she wandered around the different departments, unsure of what she was looking for. About to give up and make another shopping trip with one of her sisters, she sighted a pale blue maxi dress. She carried it to the dressing room to try it on.

It made her feel like a million bucks. It accentuated her newfound bust before it fell loosely around her waist, hiding her baby belly. Spinning, she saw the back was bare except for on lone tie in the middle. She had never known her back could look sexy. Would Moon think so? There was only one way to find out.

Excited about getting home and changing into her new dress before Moon came home, she checked out then rushed to her car.

She opened the rear car door and had just laid the dress over the back seat when she heard motorcycles passing on the street.

Recognizing Viper at the front of the massive group of motorcyclists following after him, instead of getting into the car, she waited to see Moon so she could wave to him.

Smiling, she waited for him to pass by, and she was beginning to think he wasn’t riding with the group when she spotted him.

Her smile faltered and died. A woman she didn’t recognize was riding on the back of his motorcycle. The woman had her whole body pressed against Moon, with her arms wound tightly around his waist. Resting her chin on Moon’s shoulder, she was cheek to cheek with him.

Larissa waited until the last motorcycle passed by before she got into the car. Automatically, she drove home.

She carried the dress inside and hung it in the hall closet before heading toward the living room. Finding her mom in the kitchen, she managed a smile as she came around the kitchen counter.

“How’s Jace doing?”

“Still sleeping.” Closing the oven, her mother gave her a perceptive glance. “He’s due to wake any moment. I made some lasagna, and I just put in a baguette. I set the oven to warm so you can eat dinner when Moon gets here.”

“Thanks, Mom.” Moving to the fridge, she poured herself a glass of lemonade. “Why don’t you stay and eat dinner with us?”

Her mother had made a point of disappearing before Moon arrived home since she had started babysitting. By the time she had been ready to return to work, they were lucky her mom’s house had sold and she had already moved in with Priss and Lana.

“I would, but Lana, Priss, and I were invited to Sex Piston’s house. They’re having a small get-together. I think they’re trying to set me up.”

“I forgot that was tonight.”

She went to the cabinets and took out dinner plates, then brought them to the dining room, where she started setting the table. “It’ll be good for you to meet new people,” she said absently, her mind still picturing the woman riding on Moon’s motorcycle.

“Is everything all right, sweetie?”

Larissa came back to the kitchen for glasses. “Just a little tired. After dinner, I think I’ll have an early night.”

Her mother didn’t seem convinced. “You know, if you need to talk, I don’t have to go.”

“Go. Meet my future stepfather,” she teased. “I’m fine.”

“I’m worried about you.” Her mother stopped beside her. “You never smile anymore, unless you’re holding Jace. Are you and Moon having problems?”

Jace’s cry coming over the monitor gave her the excuse to escape.

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