Chapter 38: Luna Lacus (1)
Not a word passed between Nova and Yoa as they moved through the shadowed passageway of his hideout. The silence between them was loaded with unspoken fears, anticipating the impending encounter at the lake, each consumed by their own thoughts, their steps growing heavier. The tension was thick, and the only sounds were their breathing and footsteps—scratch that, it was only Nova’s breaths they could hear.
The entire journey through the secret passageways and caves was all uphill. Apparently, the StairMaster machine at the gym did nothing to prepare her for this. Obviously, Yoa was breathing just fine. Long legs. Athletic build. Unfair advantage. He was just so physically fit...
Nova’s eyes lingered on his back, those muscles, just so firm and—alright, less of that.
She pouted. One taste, one touch of him from the night before, clearly hadn’t been enough. She could still feel the way he touched her, kissed her like he couldn’t breathe without her. The phantom touch of his lips still lingered, his smell, his hands climbing up her backside and—STOP!
This is not the time for this! You might be heading back home through some magical galaxy lake or something—calm the f down, vagina. You, too, eggs!
As though Yoa could hear Nova’s thoughts, he chuckled and glanced over his shoulder at her. His eyes danced in the dim lighting. She narrowed her eyes on him. You better not hear my thoughts...
There was no response. "Everything okay back there?" Yoa’s amused tone did not go unnoticed.
"Yes..." Nova drawled out the word, suspicious of where this was going.
"I can scent your arousal..." Yoa smirked, that smile growing even more as Nova gaped at him, cheeks flushing brightly.