Luna by Stella Fitzsimons

Author:Stella Fitzsimons [Fitzsimons, Stella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Butterfly Electric Press
Published: 2019-05-18T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 17

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There was a tall shadow dancing on my door. I hadn’t noticed until I took out my keys and Winter drove away. I stopped on my first step, noticing the shadow moving. I readied to strike swiftly if necessary.

The shadow turned out to be Emmet-shaped. I took the final step up and saw him to the right, swaying to a beat only he could hear.

Emmet was grooving with his back to me. I reached out to tap his shoulder. He spun around, startled.

“Sophie,” he said, taking his earbuds off for me to see. “Jamming to the Lumineers. Forgot where I was.”

“Does one jam to the Lumineers?”

“What?” he said.

“Nothing, what are you doing here, Emmet?”

“I texted you. I have the evening off.” He showed me a white paper bag from Buca di Peppo. “Thought you might want to eat.”

“Oh, you texted,” I said. “So that’s all it takes.”

“Did I overstep?” he said, suddenly mortified. “I can go.”

“It’s fine,” I said. “I know your free nights are rare.”

“It was all of the sudden,” he said. “I texted you a few times. I just felt inspired, so I showed up.”

“Inspired? For more Italian food?” I said, rummaging through the contents of my purse to find my phone.

“Not just any Italian food,” he corrected me. “Baked rigatoni, penne San Remo, tiramisu… Food for gods.”

“Fat gods,” I said.

My fingers fumbled through old receipts, empty gum packs, lip balm tubes and scattered coins, but not my phone.

“I must have left my phone at work,” I muttered.

“You didn’t see my texts,” he said. “And I show up like a creeper.” He dangled the food under my nose. “Take the manicotti. Forgive the man.”

I gave him a half-assed smile. “Aww, that was almost a pun.”

Emmet’s smile turned upside down. He was cute when disappointment made him look like a boy. I didn’t have the heart to send him away.

“You can come in, but only if you leave the puns outside.”

It was one of those nights and times in a girl’s life where it would have been easy to jump into bed with a good man like Emmet and forget the world.

I had to be careful. Simply knowing me had become dangerous. If I had any sense, or at least concern for others, I’d stay far away from Emmet.

My vanity was not dead. I studied Emmet’s face to see what he thought of my apartment. Nothing. He took no notice. Was I comparing him to Winter? That’s crazy. For what point? I wasn’t going to psychoanalyze myself during such dire times. Clearly, Emmett was familiar with the disorder that persisted in cramped college apartments after graduation. Winter was not.

I fell back over the arm of the sofa, kicking off my shoes. “So, Groshek, why are you trying to fatten me up?”

Emmet shrugged.

“Is it like a primal caveman thing?” I continued. “You hunt the food for the woman in hopes she’ll be grateful enough to lie back on your furs?”

He sat down next to me. “Wouldn’t a caveman just

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