Ashton’s POV
The next couple of days are . . . careful. Luna and I dance around each other, friendly but utterly unsure how to interact with each other. It’s now Thursday evening, and I’m actually looking forward to the team turning up. I think I need some guy time to distract me; because I’m losing my mind being around the brunette in my home every damn day.
I’ve just finished bathing Beth, and we’re now downstairs watching a boring as hell cartoon. We’re waiting for Marcus and the others to show up, mostly beause my baby refuses to go to bed until they arrive so she can get hugs from them all.
‘Woah! Luna, you look beautiful!’ Beth suddenly breathes
Her voice snaps my attention straight to the living room door, where the woman whose mere presence torments me is standing. And fuuuuuuu
