Page 160 of Beneath the Blue Moon
“You better.It’s the only one you’ll be getting for therest of your life.”
“I’m fine with that.Are you?”
“Even if this weren’t the way we were hardwired, I stillwouldn’t want anyone else.”
“You always know what to say.”
“I’m just speaking from the heart.”
I smile up at him, and he kisses my forehead.
“In a way, I guess I knew something wasn’t really right.”
“What do you mean?”he asks.
“With Drew, my ex.I mean, the sex was okay, but I don’tknow.That’s how I ended up with Mo.I thought I might be gay.”
“That’s because you were made for me.”He gently squeezes myshoulder.
“I guess.”
“There’s no guessing about it, Casey.You’ve been hearingthe call of the moon since you were a child.This is your destiny.Iamyour destiny.”
I hug him tighter.He’s right; now I know what my weirdattraction to the moon is all about.This is what I was born for.I was born tobe his.
“Tell me, who were you fantasizing about?”he asks.
“With Mo?Promise me you won’t laugh.”
“I promise.”
“Bogart.”
To his credit, he doesn’t really laugh.He does have a goodchuckle, though.I bury my face in his chest in embarrassment.
“It’s okay,” he assures me.“Your secret is safe with me.”
I lay my head in his lap and stare up at the night sky.Anuncomfortable silence falls between us, and I know he’s thinking about tonight.Me, too.It’s my “first moon,” as he calls it.We’re just sitting in the woods,waiting for the moment the moon becomes full.The last few weeks have been colorful,to say the least; he’s moved me lock, stock, and barrel into his home, and I’vebeen receiving “wolf lessons” daily.He’s taught me how to handle my newheightened senses and how to fight.I’ve even learned how to use a gun.Ihaven’t been to work.I don’t know what he told Rusty, but the man probablythinks I have some life-threatening illness.
His brow creases, and the worry in his features intensifies.
“What are you thinking about?”I ask.
“The moon’s red tonight.”
Oh… the blood moon.“Is that bad?”
“Not really.It just affects everyone differently.”
“How does it affect you?”
“Makes me more aggressive.”
“You’re worried about how it will affect me.”
“Yes.I only hope it doesn’t make you more stubborn,” hereplies.
“I’m only stubborn when you try to boss me around.”
