Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder)

Chapter 152

Xena's POV

"What are we doing out here?" I asked, following Ryder as we wove rough the dense forest.

"I have a surprise for you," Ryder said with a casual shrug, but I caught the glimmer of anticipation in his eyes. We continued along the same path we'd taken last time, moving deeper into the woods. The familiar scent of pine and earth filled my lungs with each

breath.

We reached a clearing between the trees and paused. I took in the breathtaking view that spread out before us, the city sprawling

below like a miniature model.

"I'll never get tired of this view," I said softly, my eyes scanning across the horizon where the city lights were just beginning to twinkle as dusk approached.

"You don't have to," Ryder replied, already a few steps ahead, waiting for me to catch up.

"What do you mean?" I quickened my pace to reach him, curiosity dancing in my chest like a restless fawn.

or so before turning off the main path. And there it was a massive treehouse villa standing proudly in the middle of the forest. The framework was complete, waiting only for electricity and plumbing to be installed, built right next to

is this?" I could barely speak, my breath caught in my throat. In complete shock, I ran my fingers lightly over the wooden railing that would soon become the walkway

I was seeing.

second home, if you want it to be," Ryder said, standing

did this? For me?" I was still trying to comprehend it all,

flooring had been laid down, making our ascent stable even as we climbed higher. "This is the living room. The master bedroom is over there. Two more bedrooms on that side, plus two bathrooms. Kitchen's right here." He walked through the open

I asked, though I already had

picked up a blanket I hadn't even noticed was there. He walked to what would eventually be the front porch and spread it out. I followed his lead and sat beside him, my mind whirling with the implication of his

Clear visibility of the sky and the city below. The treetops cascaded with the slope of the

happiness threatened to spill over. I don't think Ryder was prepared for

can't even express how thankful I am," I whispered against his neck. The tears fell despite my embarrassment, but

my back. One arm cradled my head

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Chapter 152

Placing my hand on his cheek, my thumb traced his lips, "I love you too,"

himself to kiss me again. His hand moved to my waist, pulling my tank top free from my pants. Then it snaked upward, finding my breast. "I'll never