“I can’t believe I didn’t see this,” Rita said minutes later.Moira had left, and Rita had burst into Luna’s office mere seconds later with her tablet in her hand, and the stock reports on the screen. One look at Luna’s face had told Rita that Luna already knew. They were back to seating the way they had been before Moira walked in.“I should have seen this,” Rita said again, anger at herself evident in her tone.Luna just closed her eyes wearily, she opened them again and looked at her best friend.“You shouldn’t beat yourself up too much. No one can know Moira’s secret unless she wants them to know her secrets.”“That bitch,” Rita said venomously. “Revenge is looking good right about now, isn’t it?”Luna shrugged. “Maybe.”“How are you not mad about this?!” Rita exploded when Luna doesn’t say anything more.“Of course I’m mad about it,” Luna countered.“You sure aren’t showing it,” Rita complained.“I’m mad, I’m just not beating myself up about it the way you’re doing,” Lu
“What in the world is wrong with this day?” Rita demanded minutes later.Honor had gone, and Rita was once again back in Luna’s office. This time though, she wasn’t seating down as she had been before, she was pacing.“No, seriously, what in the world is wrong with this day?” Rita demanded again. “Can nothing go right today?”Unlike Rita, Luna was seated, her head was thrown back on the headrest of her chair. Her eyes were closed.“Please, don’t jinx it,” she murmured.“You only jinx good days,” Rita said. “This one’s a day from hell. And it’s not even nine o’clock yet.”Rita sighed, she continued pacing.“First, the ex mother-in-law, who guards the hell we’re talking about here, comes to sink her claws into you and drop a bomb, and merely minutes after, the new shiny thing on the block- who is also a spawn of the she-devil ex mother-in-law from hell- comes in to do virtually the same.” Her eyes still closed, Luna heard, rather than saw, Rita’s hands fall to her sides. “I mean,
Luna stormed into Justin’s office headquarters. She strode across the wide lobby, straight past the reception desk. She didn’t need anyone to show her the way, she knew where Justin’s office was just fine on her own. And she also didn’t want him to know she was coming, the surprise advantage will give her a lever up on Justin to be able to question him and get the answers she wanted. Her showing up suddenly will not give him time to prepare, she could catch him off guard that way.She heard someone calling out out to her dimly from behind, she ignored them and continued on her way to the elevator. The elevator doors slid open as she got to it, it was empty, as Luna knew it would be, because it was Justin’s personal elevator to his office. “Ma’am, you can’t go in there, that’s reserved,” a security guard left his post at the opposite elevator to come after her.Luna looked at him over her shoulder as she entered the elevator. “Watch me,” she dared.His eyes narrowed at her audac
Luna read through the account statements her accounting division had sent to her via email a few hours ago. It was 11:59AM, her entire morning had been a series of going through account statements and expense reports. Luna wouldn’t call accounting her favorite part of her job, but she liked seeing the evidence of the work her company was doing outlined in spreadsheets, the positive and negative arranged in rows and columns. The practicality of it all helped her to stay on track with what was done, what was being done, what should be done and what needed to be done in the future.Without spreadsheets and accounting, Luna knew there would be chaos and imbalance. When there was chaos and imbalance, there was no control. And having been a woman with no control once before in a period of her life, Luna was not eager to give up the reins of control just yet now that she’d found them.Luna let out a breath as she realized she had let her mind wander there again. ‘There’, the place she ha
Two days later, Luna sat at her desk, Honor’s top designer at her fashion company seating in the chair across from her.“So, let me get this straight,” Andi DeLaughter, the designer, said, “you want me to be your personal designer even though you’ve got no fashion house, no affiliation or collaboration with the fashion industry and you rarely get invited to any fashion show or event that my work can be recognized and/or admired.”Since Andi hadn’t posed the statement as a question, Luna just shrugged. Andi’s eyes narrowed, she stared at Luna.“Huh,” she said simply.Luna found she wanted to smile, the twenty-three year old genius designer was obviously still well in her young and free prime, every emotion she was feeling was spelled out on her face, none masked or restrained in any way whatsoever. Now, her brows were furrowed as she appeared to be in thought.Luna had researched her- or Rita had, she amended to herself, at her request- and given that Andi had only been in the fas
Flashback.Luna wrung her fingers together nervously as Moira Lake made her way towards her. She had heard of her, she had read about her, and none of the things she’s heard or read even came close to the real live version of the woman making her way towards her.Luna swallowed, and her nerves only became even more agitated with each step Moira took towards her. And then she stopped in front of Luna, and Luna’s nerves calmed instantly. They had no choice but to be calm in the presence of such power.Moira’s gray eyes stared into hers, and Luna found herself hit with a mental punch to the gut from the force of power in the eyes staring at her. And Luna knew all the magazines and newspapers hadn’t been lying when they said Moira Lake was a ‘powerful woman’, she literally carried the power in every inch of her body.She smiled. Luna could see hints of warmth in her eyes as she did, and yet she got the feeling that even that was commanded there by Moira. The directness of Moira’s ga
Present.Luna stood on the porch as she watched Matt wave to her and drive away, she remained where she was for a little while longer, staring morosely into the dark night. She was feeling…. sad, was the word. All through the ride home, a melancholic feeling had been weighing heavily on her heart, and she knew the origin of the feeling.You know who just acted like? Moira. She couldn’t get the words, or the implication of them, out of her head. Breeze blew, Luna rubbed her hands down her arms to warm away the chill it brought. She finally turned to walk into her house, worried she might freeze to death if she stood outside for too much longer.Normally, Luna’s ritual was to command the lights on as soon as she walked in, but this time, she didn’t. Somehow, tonight, the dark fitted her, and the lights would have been too bright. She was wallowing, she realized. Or, she wanted to wallow, she amended silently.Luna rubbed a hand over her chest as she stood in the middle of her livi
“Are you sure you’re going to be okay?” Rita asked Luna.Luna looked over at her and rolled her eyes, giving her a wry smile. “That’s the third time you’re asking me that question, and all in the short time we used to walk from the reception to the elevator.”The elevator doors slid open as Luna talked, she and Rita got in, the doors slid back closed again.“I’m fine,” Luna completed.Rita sighed and shrugged, giving her friend a worried look still. “Well, of course I’m asking repeatedly if you’re fine, because your lips are saying one thing, and your entire face is saying another.”Baffled, Luna’ brows furrowed. “What do you mean?”Rita stared at her. “Hello, have you looked in the mirror today? You look like hell. Did you even get any sleep last night?”Luna remembered what she had been doing all night; crying her eyes out over a sonogram picture. But even as close as she was to Rita, and how she felt she could tell her anything, she couldn’t tell her that. Not yet anyway. So