Tattooed Luna by Mrs Smith

Chapter 0050
“Why so cranky this morning?” I asked as we turned the corner.
Alec looked around before he pushed me into the wall. “I am the only one who gets to touch his b*dy.
His hand wrapped around my waist as he growled in my ear.
An involuntary moan escaped my open l*ps into his ear. “I’m not going to stop fighting. It wasn’t S**ual, it
was fighting. However, he needs to be taught some manners.”
There was footsteps so Alec backed away. “Come on.” He growled as Emmy and Jasper walked around.
the corner.
“What’s going on here?” Emmy asked.
“Alec woke up on the wrong side of the bed, apparently.” Alec rolled his eyes at my inside jab.
“Okay…” Jasper looked at Alec strangely.
“Come on. I need a shower and then we can get breakfast and focus on you all day!” I said as I grabbed her hand and took off running up the stairs.
“Someone is in a good mood this moming.” Emmy laughed as she sat on the couch, turning the T.V.,
“Slept good!” I yelled as I got In the shower. There was some soreness between my legs but otherwise.

felt great.
As soon as I was done, I was able to get dressed in athletic shorts and a t-shirt. Nothing fancy but I blowdried and styled my hair. After applying some makeup, I was ready.
“Wow, all the effort for just me today?” Emmy joked as she stood up.
“Just am feeling good today.”
“That doesn’t have to do with a certain someone?”
“More the change of scenery” but yes! It had everything to do with a certain someone. We headed out to the kitchen where only Jasper and Alec had beaten us. I sat by Alec and Emmy took her spot by Jasper. Food was lined on the side, Buffett style.
“Help y
ladies.” Jasper nodded towards the food.
“Perfect!” Emmy squealed as I followed her.
There was a variety of foods, sausage, bacon, waffles, pancakes and even biscuits and gravy. There was
and water. Adding some milk and Suger to it, I was satisfied.
“Found what you wanted?” Emmy came up to me and asked.
“1 di-” turning, I saw a group of girls had sat down by the guys. Disappointed, I just shrugged and moved to
the end of the table, Emmy followed.
“I could have pushed it away…”
“You can if you want to sit next to Jasper.” I shrugged.
Emmy looked over at them and sighed before she sat down across from me.
“Are you really going to help me?” Emmy whispered
“Yes. I want you to be successful, you are so great with me. Not sure why you are having trouble here.”
“Jasper wants me to do it his way, not how I think it should be done. We have butter heads.”
“It’s hard letting someone else take over and letting them do it their way.” I said as I took a bite of my malt
-o-meal
“How do you eat such a thing?” Emmy scowled at my choice.
“Because it’s amazing.” I laughed.