Rocking His Fake World (Love You Forever #3) - Alexis Winter Page 0,75
be home with you. I want to live in the moment—not worry about the future or think about the past.” She gets up and straddles me, wrapping her arms around my neck as she moves her lips to mine. They’re soft and a little salty from the seeds, but it’s a taste I find myself craving and needing more of.
“Let’s go to bed,” I say against her lips, picking her up in my arms and carrying us to the bedroom.
Our time together passes quickly—too quickly. Before I know it, I find myself right where I was a few weeks ago, carrying her things out to my car then dropping her off in front of a big tour bus, since the tour is starting with a couple dates in North America before they head to Europe.
I should be grateful for the time we got to spend together. It was perfect in every way possible. For a time, I even forgot that she’s a famous rock star since her time off wasn’t anything like what she did before. There were no shows, no practices, nothing. It was just Luna and me living every day however we wanted. We made love all night and slept in every day after I managed to move my clients around. If I had a client that had a pressing issue, I’d leave Luna long enough to handle it, but then I was right back beside her.
I put the car in park and look up at the big, black bus that has many people moving around it. We’re in an empty parking lot that’s lit by overhead lights. I watch as they load things into the storage compartment at the bottom of the bus.
“Daniel,” Luna says, stealing my attention away from the bus that’s about to take her away from me. I look over and meet her eyes. I can see all the pain and sadness behind them. “Before I say what I need to say, I want to tell you how amazingly perfect these last few weeks with you have been. Every moment was perfect and I wouldn’t change it for the world.”
“But?” I ask, feeling it coming on.
“But . . . I’ve been thinking about how unfair all of this is to you. I mean, I’m out there, living my life and doing what I want to do, and you’re here wasting your life by waiting for me. I don’t want you to move on without me, but I don’t want you missing out on your life for me either.”
“What are you saying, Luna?” I ask, feeling the panic rising in my chest.
“I’m saying that when I get back, if you’re still around and wanting me, I’ll want you too. But I don’t want you waiting on me. I want you to go out and experience life. I don’t want you missing out on opportunities. If you find some girl attractive, I want you to be able to ask her out. If you get offered an amazing job, I want you to be able to decide if you want to take it or not, and I don’t want you factoring me in. I just want you to be happy, even if it isn’t with me.”
I nod my head as I clench my teeth together. “So you’re breaking up with me?”
She turns to face me. “No, I’m not breaking up with you because we’re not together, Daniel. As much as it hurts me to do this, I’m setting you free to find whatever makes you happy when I can’t be here. Please understand the difference.”
My mouth opens but no words come out. I’m speechless.
She leans forward and presses her lips to mine. It takes me a moment before I can even kiss her back, but I finally do and decide I want to make it a kiss she’ll never forget—one she’ll never be able to move on from. I kiss her with as much passion, yearning, and love as I can pour out of me. And I know she feels the difference when she pulls away with tears in her eyes. “See ya later, Daniel,” she says opening the door.
“See ya later, Luna,” I reply, not moving, watching her walk away.
It’s been months since I’ve seen her, talked to her, or listened to her music. I can’t. Something inside me is broken, and when I hear her song on the radio, I have no choice but to turn it off before my anger turns to rage and