Vin had received from a real estate agency a couple of DVD’s with the descriptions and images of several houses that were selling.
Vin was thinking seriously about buying a new house, but he didn’t know for now what exactly the use he would put it to in the future.
Of all of them, there was only one that he really liked. It was a bungalow in the form of an L with the roof made of black roof tiles. Almost the entire facade was made up of big windows and doors made of glass. A lot of natural light and really spacious. The house was surrounded by a garden full of big trees, a tennis court and a swimming pool located in front of the house at a spacious tiled terrace.
They had been watching the videos together while having a lunch at his place. Luna was making comments here and there, but her mind wasn’t exactly on the images, and Vin noticed.
Luna seemed out of it and he was starting to be more than just curious about the reason why, even though he suspected that it surely had to do with the conversation with his mom.
“So, what do you think about the second one?” Vin asked as he glanced at Luna from the corner of his eye, selecting the next picture of the house on the main menu that appeared on the TV’s screen. In response, Luna shrugged her shoulders.
“It’s nice, Vin.”
“That’s all you have to say?” Vin frowned deeply, his voice serious. Luna looked at him.
“What do you want me to say about the house?” She replied, arching her brow at once. Vin left the remote on the table and turned, looking at her.
“Definitively something more than ‘nice’ or ‘cute’.” He retorted, feeling angry at her all of sudden. A snort escaped her lips as Luna put her cigarette out and stood up.
“Fine. It’s cool. How about that?” Luna replied, chuckling as she turned around and walked to the kitchen. Vin grunted, frustrated, as he stood as well, putting his own cigarette out.
“If I’m showing them to you it’s because I’m interested in your opinion, Luna. At the end you’re going to spend time there with me.” Vin added as he fixed her with his gaze.
“Sure, like I’m going to live in the damn house, Diesel.” Luna muttered under her breath as she pushed the door of the kitchen open, entering.
She couldn’t help but Delora’s words were echoing inside of her brain, torturing her more than chaotic mind, making her feel more lost than before, and Vin’s comment was only adding more confusion.
What the fuck…? Vin said silently as he followed her.
“What the fuck is wrong with you today?!” Vin said, raising his voice as he entered the kitchen. Luna was pulling out a diet coke from the fridge. “You’re acting like a bitch, woman!” That did it.
Luna turned on her heels, facing him, slamming the can onto the counter.
“What the hell do you want from me, Vin? What are you playing at?” Her voice sounded cold and hard. Vin knit a brow, staring in her eyes.
“What are you talking about? I’m not playing, Luna.” Vin replied as his eyes flickered to hers. “I want your honest opinion about one thing that is important to me. I think I’m not asking too much on your part, now, am I?” Luna tensed and looked down.
“Fine, Vin. Do you want to know what I think about the fucking house?” She asked as she looked back up at him. “I think it’s amazing, Vin. It’s stunning, beautiful, breathtaking, overwhelming and indecently fucking expensive. Is that enough honesty for you or do you need a little more?” The sarcasm was evident in her voice and Vin noticed. “Because sure as hell I’m here just because I’m your best friend and that’s what friends are for, aren’t they?” Luna added as her hands closed in fists.
She felt her throat closing in an invisible knot and swallowed hard. Vin’s brows went up, feeling suddenly like they weren’t talking anymore about the house.
“Close friends have to be honest with each other, huh, Vincent?” Luna whispered. One unnoticed tear rolled down her cheek as she blinked.
Vin moved forward without thinking and hugged her tightly. In response, Luna shut her eyes and released herself from his embrace, pushing him slightly.
“Fuck the house.” He murmured under his breath. “Tell me what’s wrong.” His voice sounded slightly hoarse. When Luna kept silent, Vin heaved a hard sigh. “We’re friends, you can trust me.” His words only served to make her feeling even madder with him.
“Are you sure, Vin?” Luna asked, sniffing slightly. Her voice was a weak whisper.
“Of course I am. What kind of question is that?” He replied, feeling sad because Luna was doubting their friendship. “You’re my best friend and you know that too damn well, N.”
“Well, Vin. If that’s true, then why you’re not talking with me about your family?” She asked, crossing her arms over her chest. Vin frowned puzzled, for a second he didn’t know what she was talking about. “I mean. You know everything about mine. Why do you never talk about yours with me?”
“That’s not true and you know it. We’ve been talking about my family many times, Luna.” Vin replied, frowning. Luna shook her head in denial.
“No, Vin. You talk about “Hannibal”, about your career and your projects. But not even once have you said something about your family or your feelings. Why?” Luna asked, her heart beating fast inside her chest. He suspected that whatever she had been talking about with his mom had to do with his biological father. “Is it because you don’t trust me enough?”
Vin went silent thinking about her words. She was right and he didn’t know the reason why he had done that with her. His silence only made Luna felt more sad than mad.
“I have never betrayed your confidence, Vin. Not once.” Luna hissed through clenched teeth, fighting back tears.
It was bad enough to know that Vin was never going to love her the same way she loved him, but now he didn’t trust her either, and that was killing Luna inside. Vin moved forward, pulling her to him and hugged her again. Luna heaved a hard sigh as she closed her eyes, pressing her head against his chest, her arms limp at her sides.
“I’m very sorry, Luna.” He murmured as he lifted his hands, stroking her back up and down. “I’m not used to talking about my feelings. I’m not that kind of guy.” Luna blinked and two single tears rolled down her cheeks.
Vin frowned deeply, thinking about how many times he had let people get so close and how all of them sooner or later had betrayed his confidence. From Luna’s lips escaped a whimper that pulled Vin out of his thoughts. Slowly, he lifted his hands, cupping her face and locking eyes with her.
He had never given a shit about a woman crying before, he knew full well that most of them were always using that weapon to get things they wanted, but for some unthinkable reason he had a hard time seeing Luna cry, especially if he was the one who had caused her tears.
“You’re my best friend.” He whispered just a breath away of her lips as he cleaned her tears with his thumbs. “I have no one else but you. Please just be patient with me, ok?” His eyes flickered to hers and once again time stopped around them.
They were like that for a long moment, just staring at each other eyes in complete silence. Luna didn’t know the reason why but she was pissed off with him even though she was trying her best to play her new role, but it was much more than she could take at that moment.
She had spent a lot of time building an invisible wall around herself in a lame attempt to protect her heart from suffering, but every time Vin was physically so close to her, she felt that wall crumbling down in seconds. Luna knew that she should put distance between them, but she didn’t have enough strength for that task.
On the other hand, Vin was starting to feel more than just curious about how much of ‘Luna’ lived inside of Luna, and all of sudden, visions of that moment they shared together, popped inside of his brain.
He was sure that only back then was Luna acting by pure instinct and that ‘Luna’ was the one he wanted to know better. The woman who was able to jump from the edge without a net and let her acts talk in her place; the one who was able to face whatever shit anyone might be able to throw at her; not caring what others would think about her. The woman who entered his office one night and without a second thought fucked the shit out of him without a bit of remorse. Vin wanted that Luna in his life, between his arms, and he wanted her now.
“I still think about that night, Luna,” Vin whispered, breaking the silence, his voice a deep sexy rumble that sent shivers to Luna’s spine, his lips a breath away of hers, “…and I know you do too.” He added, caressing them with his. Luna tensed all at once, swallowing hard. Vin felt so good close to her and she was starting to feel her knees going weak.
“I would never be able to forget that, Vin.” Luna replied, sighing hard, holding his gaze. Those beautiful chocolate brown eyes were piercing her soul and Luna knew that they were going to mean her death someday.
“Just like that night, sweetheart,” Vin whispered, his hot breath warming her lips. “Just you and me, Luna.” He added, stroking her cheek with his knuckles. His voice sounded deep and hoarse, so deep that Luna felt it on her chest. In response, she shivered, shutting her eyes tightly, nodding ‘no’.
She couldn’t do it. She couldn’t fuck him again, knowing he only wanted a second performance. Not after all the things that had taken place between them.
Luna knew he was waiting for her to make the first move, but she wasn’t the woman he wanted. She wasn’t that strong anymore, not around him. If Luna would let him take control over her feelings again she would be lost.
“I…I can’t do it, Vin.” Vin frowned confused as he tilted his head back, cupping her face with his hands.
Luna took a deep breath and swallowed hard, releasing herself from his gentle grip. Vin moved backward a step without let his intense gaze off her.
He couldn’t understand what was so bad with both of them together, spending time fucking each other like nobody business. At the end she was always writing those scenes in her fan fics, giving free reign to her sex fantasies.
“I’m not going to make the same mistake twice.” She whispered and turned on her heels, heading outside of the house.
Luna forgave him when he slapped her, but she hadn’t forgotten.
Vin followed her with his eyes as a heavy sigh escaped his lips. He then rubbed his neck as he cursed himself silently. Vin didn’t know why but he wanted to beat the shit out of himself at that very moment because he had wanted to be with her again, even though he knew full well that he couldn’t have her. Not now anyway, and he was starting to be more than just frustrated because she wasn’t even the kind of woman he used to fuck anyway.
Luna took a seat in one of the armchairs and leaned her torso over her thighs, burying her face in her hands. Delora’s words sounded faintly inside of her mind.
“The mother in me tells you to fight for my son’s love…but, the woman in me tells you to run away as fast as you can from that man….”
Even though Luna now had access to the man behind the celebrity, she was still stuck in her fantasy world. The world in which Vin was ‘Mark’, and he was sweet, lovely and perfect. Vin had shown her that part of himself, but just on a few occasions. The rest of the time he was still acting like a selfish bastard.
He had no respect at all for her feelings, pretending that he was oblivious to the fact that she was in love with him, acting as if it was possible to change her feelings for him by just ignoring them.
Vin sat in front of her, sighing hard and leaned forward, stroking her hair. “We never have talked about that night again. We can pretend that it never existed, but we both know that’s not true.” Luna lifted her head, looking at him. “I know we are friends, but I also know that you want me as much as I want you, Luna.” He said, staring at her eyes.
“I want you, Vin, I’m not going to deny that fact,” Luna replied, taking his hand. “But I’m not going to have sex with you again, Diesel.” she added, smiling sadly as she squeezed his hand gently. “We’re friends now and nothing else matters.” Vin frowned slightly as he crouched in front of her.
“I don’t want to fuck up what we have now.” He said as he bent his head, making their foreheads press together. “I don’t want to lose my best friend, N.” Vin tilted his head back, staring at Luna’s eyes.
“You’re not going to fuck up anything between us just because you’re still trying to get into my pants,” she paused and then grinned wickedly, “but don’t push your luck, Diesel or I’ll beat the shit out of you.” Luna said, narrowing her eyes, pretending to sound menacing.
“You can’t blame me for trying. After all I’m a guy and we think about sex 24/7.” He said, winking at her.
Vin suspected that once again he had gone too far pushing her and he needed to think carefully about his next move. Definitively he wanted more of Luna, but what exactly? He wasn’t sure now.
“Besides, we’re going to travel to Santo Domingo and…” Luna knit a brow, staring at his eyes. “I’m hoping to see you in an extra small bikini, or better topless.” He teased, waggling his brow. Luna punched his arm playfully.
“You already saw me naked, Diesel.” She replied, grinning like a loony. Vin chuckled at that.
“Yeah, but I wasn’t exactly sober and it was almost dark.” He replied, mimicking her grin. “I can’t remember exactly what you looked like.”
“Oh, shut up, dork.” She laughed as she pushed him back hard, making Vin fall on his bottom.
A moment later, they both burst out laughing. When Vin caught his breath, he went serious and locked eyes with Luna.
“You’re still my girl, aren’t you?” Vin asked, extending his hand, grabbing hers. Luna chuckled as she squeezed it gently.
“Yeah, Diesel. I’m still your girl.” She replied, thinking about how she was going to face their friendship from now on.