Page 31 of Luna: Posy 2

"Don't, Posy. I mean it." I tightened my arms around her a bit, careful not to hurt her, but wanting her to know I was serious. "You have nothing to be sorry for. Let the pain out, sweet girl. Let it all out."

"I wish ... I was ... stronger—"

"You are one of the strongest people I've ever met. You know why?"

She sniffed and hiccuped into my shirt.

"Because ... I get up ... and I ... keep going?"

"That's right. You cry. You get up. You keep going. That's what makes you one badass bitch, baby."

That earned me a watery giggle which, after this morning, was far more than I hoped for.

Will she ever stop surprising me?I wondered with a grin.

Nope!Sid grinned, too.We'll be oldie-old, and our mate will still be surprising us.

I hope so, buddy,I said as I marveled over 'oldie-old' in my mind.

She will,he insisted in his earnest way. Ashy?

Yeah?

Do you think we could get some more kissies?

You know what, buddy? I think I can make that happen.

He shivered in delight, and I giggled, which caught Posy's attention.

"What is it, waffle?" she asked as she wiped her face on my shirt.

"Sid was asking— Wait." My brain finished processing her words. "Waffle?!"

"You smell like maple syrup." She moved so she could look into my eyes.

"Well, why waffle? Why not pancake? Or French toast?"

"I like waffles better than pancakes and French toast is too long to say." She shrugged. "Anyway, why did you laugh like that?"

"Sid wants kisses."

Her eyes widened and red crept across her cheek, but she reached up and framed my face in her palms.

"Well, I can't deny Sid his kisses, now can I?"

"No, ma'am, you cannot," I purred.

KISSIES!Sid shouted.

Then her lips touched mine and the world turned into pink fuzz and chocolate chip cookies.

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Cole

We rode in silence, not even the radio on to help.

It's going to be a long drive,I thought.

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