Page 65 of Chasing Luna
“Isabela, I—” I shake my head.
“I’ll see you soon, I know,” I whisper, and caress his face reassuringly. The gesture seems to calm him down, and he takes my hand in his and kisses my palm.
“Wait for me, okay?” I nod and finally, Gregory leaves with his pack.
Chapter Sixty
I’ve never known peace quite like this,I mull over as I enjoy a warm cup of cocoa in my room. Looking over at my things, still in their boxes, I shrug and make a mental note to unpack later. A knock on my door brings me back to reality. “Eliza?!” I exclaim as I open the door.
“Um, you have a visitor, my Queen.” She winks and I look back at her to see Gregory.
“Oh! Um… come in, I guess,” I speak and open the door wider for him to step in. “What brings you back here?” I ask but he ignores the question, looking around the big room.
“You made some changes,” he remarks.
“Well, yeah. I wanted it to feel cozy,” I point out and put down the cup on the table by the window.
“Yes, but moving to your grandmother’s room? It’s a little weird,” he comments and I laugh.
“It’s the biggest room in the estate! I can’t let it go to waste.”
He nods. “You made a lot of renovations, huh?” he notes softly, hair falling across his forehead, hiding his hazel eyes.
“It’s been months, Gregory. Change has to happen soon enough.” I smile at him as he turns to face me.
“Yeah?” he asks and I slowly bob my head.
“And has anything changed between us?” he presses on once more, and takes a step forward.
“I don’t know, has it?” I tease and he smiles.
“You’ve never given me an answer, you know?” He looks deep into my eyes, and I inhale his familiar, addicting scent.
“You were gone for a while,” I offer and he smirks.
“Did you miss me, at least?” he teases, and tucks my hair back behind my ear.
“And if I did, what will you do?” I question and this seems to take him aback a little.
“Oh, so you did?” His eyes widen at my sudden confession.
“How’s your dad?” I ask and sit on the bed.
He shrugs. “He’s doing well, though his memory is still a little too hazy. Body still a bit weak. But he’ll manage. He’s actually walking on his own now.” He smiles more to himself as he settles on the bed beside me.
“That’s great to hear.” I sigh, feeling a bit of tension in the air.
“And you? How are you? Are you finally with Kenji?” he queries and I roll my eyes. “What is it with you and him?” I laugh and lightly push him on the shoulder, but his hand catches mine instantly. “I want to know whether or not you’re… taken,” he says softly. I can only stare as he inches closer to my face. “My feelings haven’t changed, Isabela. I’ve loved you since we were kids. I still love you now.” He kisses my palm just as he did when he left all those months ago. “And I want an answer now. If there’s any way, any chance at all, that I can win you over, I’ll do it. I just want to stay by your side. Will you let me?” His face is a breath away from mine. I nod after a while, finally giving in, but he shakes his head. “I want to hear you say it. Come on, tell me. What do you want?” He kisses my wrist next before wrapping it around his neck. My hand seems to have a mind of its own as it caresses his nape.
“You,” I retort and his lips are on mine instantly.
He starts off slow, kneading and nipping my lower lip as if to test the waters. His soft sighs make me feel weak as he lowers us both onto the bed. “Is this what you want? Because if we continue like this, I—” His sentence is cut short when he hears the door to the bedroom lock by itself.
“Oh, yeah, I can do telekinesis now,” I remark and he laughs a little.
“Is that a yes, then?” His hands graze over the hem of my shirt, ready to take it off at a moment’s notice. Somehow, I find enough strength in my body to nod.
“Say it, Isabela,” he commands, voice husky with desire.