Novel Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder) has been published to The Lna 318 with new, unexpected details. It can be said that the author Free Collection invested in Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder) with great dedication. After reading The Lna 318, I felt sad, yet gentle and very deeply moved. Let's read The Lna 318 and the next chapters of the Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder) series at Good Novel Online now.
“Will you want to know the gender? Ama asked.
“Honestly, I haven’t thought about it, and I haven’t thought about names either, in case you ask,” I shrugged, looking at Ryder. He was beaming
at me.
“Do you want your crib now?” Penelope asked.
“Yes, I do. Though I’m not sure where to put it, but I definitely want it,” I said.
“Knowing the gender, you can prepare more,” Ama gave me a look.
“William wanting to keep it a surprise doesn’t mean you can’t prepare,” I laughed, sliding into Ryder’s arms.
‘I don’t even know whether to buy dresses or shorts!” Ama threw up her hands.
“Girls can wear shorts too!” I argued.
“Just because you can’t dress properly every day doesn’t mean other girls don’t like to dress up! If this is a girl, William wants…”
‘It’ll be interesting watching you all navigate this world,” I laughed.
“Just you wait!” Ama glared at me.
“I don’t have to wait. I can observe all your mistakes and then avoid making the same ones,” I knew I was being provocative, but it was fun.
“Alright! Let’s go back to the barbecue!” Logan laughed, pulling Penelope under one arm and Ama under the other.
“Are you coming to the barbecue too?” I asked.
“Actually, most of my pack members will be coming. Ama called this morning and invited us. Give everyone a real chance to mingle.”
“If I can’t drink, you can’t drink either,” I whispered in Ryder’s ear, then gave him a look and walked away. He just raised an eyebrow and followed me. I grabbed the keys from the counter, locked the door, and walked toward our motorcycles.
T
I knew this request wasn’t fair, but pregnancy made me feel vulnerable, and I hoped he would accompany me through all of this.
“Is that so?” Ryder whispered in my ear as he passed me walking toward his bike.
“It’s only fair…” I laughed. “I’m kidding. You can do whatever you want. I won’t ask you to do that.” I rolled my eyes and put on my helmet.
He didn’t respond, just put on his helmet. Before he started his motorcycle, I had already started mine and driven off. The race was on. I didn’t speed or drive recklessly, but this might be my last time riding a motorcycle before having the baby, so I wanted to enjoy it.
The wind rushing past my body, this feeling of freedom made me both excited and nostalgic. Soon, I would have to say goodbye to these days of riding freely. But thinking about the new life that was coming, my heart wasn’t filled with loss, but with anticipation.
When we got back to the pack house, it was already crowded with people. There were some people I hadn’t seen in years, though I might have seen them at the funeral, but this was the first time I could really talk to them.
“I need to go change clothes first,” I said to Ryder as I got off the motorcycle,
“Change clothes?” Ryder looked confused. “Why?”
I have that smell on me, and there’s a little stain here.” I pointed to a dried liquid mark on the inside of my dress.
1/2
Chapter 318
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder)