I Am The Luna

Chapter 0324

“Do you know how to check?” I ask, bending to look under the sink again.

He looks up, our eyes meeting and I realise we’re too close…

“It can’t be that hard,”

“Which means no.” I counter lightly tucking my hair behind my ear, only for it to fall forward once more.

“Do you think I can’t?” he asks challengingly.

“Of course, with your stubbornness, you will try to succeed.” I stand up, crossing

my arms.

“And if I do, then what will I get in return?”

I cock a brow. “Clean dishes,” I whisper cheekily.

He chuckles, “Hmm, give me something more.” He counters.

“Ok fine, fix the sink and I’ll give you one wish since it’s Christmas time.”

“Then you have yourself a deal, Ms Toussaint.” He replies as he grabs a pot and gets to work.

Ever the businessman.

Well, if he can fix it, I’ll be happy, and I don’t think I’ll mind whatever he asks.

I finish making the coffee, adding some whipped cream as Sebastian tinkers away and I have to admit he looks good as he does that. I wouldn’t mind him. checking my- focus!

is the matter

the counters, only stopping when Sebastian

swears.

He remarks, as I hear something pouring out of the pipe and

over and stare down at what looks like- “Water beads…”

looking at the little beads that expand when they make contact with water, and I know exactly

Xander.

are left

+15 BONUS

place.

hands and I pass him a dish towel staring at the large bowl of beads. He must have squeezed them all in and they

Goddess, this child!

owe me one wish.” He remarks cockily, tossing

your son who was the cause of this,” I

get out of

all!” I deny it with a pout.

believing me. “Mhmm, good. So, what

thousand thoughts of what he might ask from me going through my head, but not one comes

“A smile.”

ask, confusion flitting

Give me a smile that’s just for me,” he says

as I stare into those piercing blue eyes.

all? A

soft smile naturally crosses my face as I look into his

if he’s changed, or was he always so charming? Either way, he’s

whispers huskily, and for a second, he touches my

the sound of small running feet