THE FORGOTTEN LUNA novel Chapter 34

KAEL.

She began eating without inviting me to join her, which should be expected as she was still mad at me. But I didn’t mind. I had no appetite to eat. So I stayed back, leaning against the wall and watching her eat in silence.

“How did you find out I’m here?” She asked after a while.

“Rasmus told me.”

Her head snapped to look at me, and at the same time, I realized something. “Fuck! Are you done eating? We need to go.” I told her.

She nodded her head and didn’t complain. She came to the same realization—that this must be a trap, and we were both in danger.

Adessa drank the soft drink up to the last drop without using any straw before putting the fries and the burgers back inside the brown bag. “Can we take the food? I don’t want to throw it.”

“Yes,” I responded while peering out the window.

“You have a car, right?”

“Yes, but it’s Rasmus’ car. We’ll take a cab.”

“Okay, okay. I’m ready.” She stood, holding the paper bags in one hand and the backpack in the other.

“No. No, not the same clothes. We might need to walk a while to find a cab, and the men running after you will surely remember those clothes.”

“Right. I’ll change into something.” She dropped the bag on the bed and unzipped it.

“Dress, Adessa. If they see you in a dress, they wouldn’t think you’re someone hiding your identity, so they won’t focus on you.” I tried to speak as fast as I could.

“Okay.” She answered in a high-pitched voice and pulled out something from her bag. I thought she would run to the small toilet to change, but she just stripped off her clothes in front of me, making my eyes grow bigger.

I knew I should look away, but I couldn’t stop staring and swallowing. She had a perfectly toned stomach and bigger-than-average-sized breasts.

“You should turn around if this makes you uncomfortable.” She said as she continued to wriggle her way out of her pants.

My face must have looked funny for her to say that. “I won’t. I’m sure I’ve seen that numerous times over the course of a year.

“Yeah, right. A lot. I walked around our room and slept naked at night. So you’ve seen every birthmark and mole I have.” She said it nonchalantly, but I saw how her eyes rolled at me while she slipped into a floral dress that ended just above her knees.

I had to swallow again as my throat felt dry—really dry. Especially when she bent over to get into her dress through her feet.

She then walked and stopped before me, turning around and asking me to zip up her dress. If we were not running out of time, I would take my time doing it, as I wanted to run my fingers on her back but I needed to hurry up. “Done.”

“Thank you,” she said while shoving her pants and shirt inside her bag. She then pulled out a light gray cardigan and put it on. “Does this look okay?”

I nodded my head. I was at a loss for words. In all my encounters with Adessa, she wore pants and a shirt or blouse. I had never seen her in a dress until tonight, and she looked stunning.

“I bought them because I love flowers.” She said.

“It looks good on you.”