Page 100 of Wishing for La Luna
I press her closer to me. “I was thinking the same thing. I belong to you, Luna.”
“And I belong to you. Nothing and no one is ever going to change that.”
And I crush her mouth with mine, brushing my hips slow against hers, and kissing my way to her ear. “We should probably get out of here before this turns intouna pornolike the song hints.”
She laughs but abruptly stops and reaches for her purse. The name Victor pops up on the screen. “I have to get this.”
Luna steps out onto the terrace, and I signal for Tito. She’s on her phone as we walk out of the mansion and get in the car. She’s searching for something and then starts typing furiously onto the screen.
“Okay, I sent you a couple of preliminaries. Let me know if you need me to send them too.”
She hangs up and looks at me. “Sorry, work issue.”
“Everything okay?”
She shrugs. “It’s all over social anyway. Adina and Thierry are back together.”
“What does that have to do with you?” I ask.
She rolls her eyes. “The Belmonts want a press release.”
“You don’t work for them.”
“I know, but the owner is Bethany’s friend, so he’s forcing us to do it.”
I measure my words. I swore I would be supportive but this is how people in the industry sneak shit in. They start adding things little by little until you get caught up. “Luna, now you have to deal with the Belmonts. Is that what you really want?”
She shakes her head. “It won’t be forever.”
Just until Thierry creates another fucking mess. But I keep that thought to myself.
24
Rio
I pace my living room.
“When I grow up, I want the mental maturity Rio has developed over the last seven months.”
I never wanted to hurl something at my TV screen so badly but my fingers are itching to launch the glass on my coffee table at it. I’ve been listening to theTigueresand G’s podcast for the past ten minutes and growing more aggravated every passing second.
“Shiiiiit, me too, man.” The podcast anchor guffaws. “Thierry straight up said he’s out to sample the goods first chance he gets.”
His cohost pfffffts. “And talking about that kiss that everyone saw. I’m risking a relationship for that. That’s the type of shit that has all thetigueresquestioning shit about you.”
“Yeah, ‘cause Thierry is a big-ass dude. I would think about it twice before I tussle with him. He gets physical on the field. Rio’s a singer…”
They all laugh.
“But seriously, he trusts his girl. When you’re secure in your manhood and relationship, you don’t live scared.”
The other man purses his lips.
“Let’s recap. Thierry is so bold he knew Luna and Adina were besties, and when Luna was drunk, he made his move, at a concert, WITH HIS GIRL LIKE 200 FEET AWAY!” He yells the last part. “You don’t think he’ll try to wear Luna down? Couldn’t be me.” He shakes his head to illustrate the silent hell no.
The heat rises up my neck in waves. I’m so angry I could punch my way through the wall.
That fucker got caught on a hot mic saying if he gets a chance to get into Luna’s pants, he’ll take it. The convo got released. Luna still feels like this is nothing to worry about. Meanwhile, I’m the fucking laughingstock, apariguayo, trending on all the platforms.
