Page 34 of His White Moonlight
Ha!I couldn’t believe my luck.
Bounding out of bed, I hurried through my morning routine and flew out my bedroom door only to crash into Bennett.I would have rebounded with a pained grunt, but he wrapped his arms around me and trapped me against his chest instead.Turning my head to the side, I grabbed my nose.My eyes were watering profusely.
“I think I broke it.”
He immediately had my face between his hands and was tipping my head back so he could see.
“Is it bleeding?”I asked.
“No.I don’t think it’s broken either.I’m sorry, Wrenly.”He wiped away my tears with his thumbs then leaned in to kiss my cheek, right over the bruise.
I froze.
He pulled back and searched my gaze.
Was he trying to benice?If so, it was oddly…affectionate.Even Aiden and Karter, the two people I was closest to, had never kissed my cheek.
Was this because of what I’d said yesterday?I’d meant Bennett needed to be nice toothergirls, not me.He was weirding me out.
“I didn’t think you’d come out of your room that fast,” he said after a prolonged silence.
I stepped out of his hold and said, “Mom said I could leave.”
“I know.”He held up the keys.“My car and I are at your disposal today.”
My excitement imploded.“What?”
“Mom said you wanted to do some shopping,” he said.“What are you interested in?Handbags?Shoes?Jewelry?”
“None of the above.”I tried to take the keys, but he held them higher, out of my reach, which would have ignited my temper if I let it.However, I knew getting mad would be counterproductive.
“I asked Mom ifIcould drive to the city, not ifwecould drive to the city.”
“You drive; I navigate.”
“Why can’t I just go by myself?”
“It’s my car.”
I wanted to kick him so badly.Instead, I pulled out my phone and called Mom.
“You said I wasn’t a prisoner.”
“You’re not, Wrenly.”
“Then why do I have a warden?”
Mom sighed.“Wrenly, please be reasonable.You’ve been home for three days, and your face is bruised.We’re worried about you.Bennett promised he wouldn’t stop you from doing anything you wanted.Think of him as your wallet with legs.This is a way for him to atone for yesterday, too.”
Throughout the call, Bennett didn’t move.His face didn’t give away what he was thinking or feeling, either.
“I can do anything I want?”I asked while meeting his gaze.
“Of course,” Mom said as Bennett gave a single nod.
“Okay.”
“Have fun, sweetheart.”
