Page 27 of Loving Luna

I watched his naked ass as he sauntered to the bathroom. I didn’t know if I was worthy, but I owed it to the both of us to try.

Getting out of bed, I opened his drawer and snagged one of his shirts. I didn’t want to get dressed just yet, but it was a little chilly to just walk around naked which was usually my preference. His apartment was always so neat and tidy, I assumed because he was rarely there and he didn’t have an overabundance of things collected. Unlike me. I wasn’t really a hoarder but I tended to hold on to a lot of things that had sentimental value and the shelves in my room showed it.

I tried not to focus on how different we were as I grabbed one of the coffee cups off the mug tree next to the already full pot of steaming hot coffee. I’d never understood how people could have their shit together so much that they pre-planned their coffee in the morning. I was usually grabbing something at the cafe because I didn’t have time to wait for my coffee to brew.

Ugh, everywhere I turned. Every thought I had all pointed toward…. This will never work. I was way too much of a mess to be with this man.

No, stop it.I chastised myself. I promised I was going to give this a shot. I needed to stop looking for an out at every turn. It wasn’t fair to me or Drake. Maybe if I just focused on him and how amazing he was instead of my many shortcomings then I could get through the morning at least.

If I could just focus on being the submissive he deserved. That would help. I sipped my coffee and opened his fridge. First things first. I was going to make my man some breakfast.

DRAKE

I smelled the bacon cooking as I finished getting dressed. I made myself bacon and eggs pretty much every morning, but knowing that Luna was the one in my kitchen making it made my mouth water. I loved waking up to her. Having her in my space felt so right. I could tell she was already feeling overwhelmed by it though, and I really didn’t want to fuck this up by smothering her. It was going to be a constant battle with myself not to be overbearing. I had wanted her, all of her, for longer than I cared to admit and now that I had her, I didn't want to let anything mess it up.

I threw a little bit of gel in my hands and tousled my hair with it. Then I made my way out to the kitchen.

Luna was standing at the stove and every single cabinet door was hanging open. The egg carton and bread bag were open on the counter, there were more dirty dishes than should have been necessary and yet, it was the most beautiful thing I’d ever walked in on and my heart swelled with pride and love.

“It smells good in here.” I smiled as I made my way to the coffee pot.

“How do you like your bacon? And your eggs… I was going to pour your coffee but I don’t know how you like that either.” She spoke quickly. Her movements jerky, almost frantic.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. She had worked herself into a tizzy and I needed to diffuse the ticking time bomb before it went off.

Reaching over, I took the fork from her hand and turned her to face me.

“Luna, have we ever eaten breakfast together like this before? Have you ever cooked for me, or seen me make my coffee?”

“No.” She shook her head but avoided eye contact.

“Look at me,” I coaxed gently, but firm enough for her to know I meant business.

Unshed tears shone in her eyes as she obeyed.

“Baby, I need you to listen to me, okay? And not just listen. I need you to actually hear what I’m saying.” I paused for her to acknowledge me and she did with a tiny nod and a pathetic little sniffle that made me want to scoop her into my arms and make all of that sadness and stress go away.

“Good girl. Thank you. Now, do you expect me to know every single thing about you now that we are together? Do you think I should know how you take your coffee or if you prefer your bacon extra crispy?”

She blinked a few times and I could tell I was getting through a little bit at least. She shook her head. “No, I don’t.”

“Good because I don’t know those things. It doesn’t mean I don’t want to learn them, but that will come with time. Do you understand what I’m saying? I do not expect you to automatically be the perfect little submissive. I don’t expect you to wait on me hand and foot and to read my mind and just to know that I like my eggs scrambled with pepper and a little bit of cheddar cheese on top.”

She took one of her deep breaths and I knew she was trying to calm herself. I kept talking.

“Being in a relationship is a two-way street and we are going to learn a lot of things about the other person as we spend time together doing things we’ve never done before. It doesn’t mean anything bad, it’s just the natural progression. But I can understand how you have jumbled it in your mind. We havespent a lot of time together, but not really time doing normal everyday things. So we will learn together and everything will be fine.”

Luna took another deep breath and nodded. “You’re right. I’m sorry. I just don’t want to mess up. I want to be worthy of being your submissive.”

“Baby, you’re worthy just by existing. You don’t have to do any more than that for me to want you. Can you try to understand that?”

“I will try. I need to get back to the bacon before it burns.”

I hooked her chin with my finger and lifted her lips to mine for a soft, slow kiss. I didn’t want to make her burn the bacon either, but I had moved it off the heat so we had a second to talk. Not as long as I would have liked, but we really did need to get a move on so we could get to work. The big boss may have set us up, but that didn’t mean he would love it if we started showing up late to work because of my need to fuck my woman on the floor of my kitchen.

“I like my bacon almost burnt. I like my coffee with a splash of milk and a teaspoon of sweetener?—”

“And your eggs scrambled with pepper and cheese.” She smiled proudly and my heart leapt in my chest.

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