I Am The Luna

I duck another snowball as the boys pair off against me and Sia and I can’t help But chuckle when Xander falls into the snow, but it does not deter him as he

clambers to his feet, almost growling in annoyance.

But even as I enjoy this time with the kids, I can’t get the image of Zaia out of my head.

Why does she look sexier every time I see her? Those fitted black pants only emphasised her narrow waist and curvy hips even more. The lace ivory top

showed off enough cleavage to mess with my head and become a struggle to keep my gaze on her face.

Although even her face is a fine treat too, and those lips.

She’s cut her hair, and it now falls just below her shoulders, which I like even more considering when she walks away I get to enjoy the view of her sexy ass and the sway of her hips.

Every time I see her, it’s so fucking hard. I still love her. Every day I think about her, but I’m waiting, giving her the time that she needs and wants… even if that means another decade or two. I’ll wait right here because she is the only woman I

want.

The only woman I love and the one I want in my arms.

I want to make a move, but I promised her long ago I wouldn’t…

Even today, I knew the chances of me getting stuck here were high, but I wanted. to… if I am meant to fly back I will… but if not, and she allows me to stay here in this house then I’m not going to refuse.

A large ball of snow hits my face, bringing me from my thoughts as Sia giggles. NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

“I thought you were on my side?”

“Sorry.” She replies, failing to stifle her giggle.

I smirk as I wipe my face and grab some snow. “I’m going to have to get revenge for that one!” I call, just as Zion, who had thrown that snowball, runs for cover. “Watch your back, Dad, you’re the target here!” Sia chuckles and I turn as a small ball hits my back.

Xander stands there with a smug smile on his face. The wind does not bother him.

at all, although it is getting harder to see out here.

“Daddy is not good at this,” he declares, his rosy cheeks red from the cold.

“Oh, yeah?” I counter, observing Zion as I pretend to focus on Xander and the moment he steps out from behind the low hedge, I throw the ball at him, making him gasp as it hits his shoulder.

But it doesn’t phase him, having made a few balls of snow when he was hiding and starts throwing them at Sia and me. Sia laughs as she throws a few back, one hitting Zion’s head. She really is a different child since getting better. Wild, energetic, and ready to take on the world.

We continue our game and Xander the tornado really has it out for me tonight; I guess the delayed flight has fuelled his annoyance but it’s rather amusing seeing his confidence as if he can take both Sia and me single–handed, but I got to give it to the kid, he doesn’t back down.

I throw another snowball at him just as Zaia opens the front door.

“Come on in now, hot drinks are ready.”

“Not yet, Mommy! Daddy is bullying me, I am going to bury him in the snow, where no one will find him” Xander says, glaring at me, his chubby cheeks making him look even cuter and his pouty lips pursed as he throws another snowball at me.

“Let’s call it a draw?” Zaia suggests, the wind blowing her hair. The urge to go. over and brush it back is strong, but instead, I raise my hands.

“I give up.”

Xander frowns. “This is not over.” He warns, throwing the last snowball he was holding at Sia who ducks.

“Ok!” she laughs as Xander huffs, stalking to the door and walking past Zaia.

“Shoes and coats off here.” She orders, holding out her hand for his coat as she helps him take his hat off.