Page 134 of Lunar Desires

How fabulous to be so treasured by a supermodel.

Drake looked down at me as the prince and the president’s son snogged on screen, flashing the smile that’d enchanted me from our very first meeting.

“Alright?”

I poked his chin, nodding.

He made me feel so wanted, so special. So damn sparkly. And I’d make sure to send it straight back to him—a man worthy of so much happiness.

“Forever,” I whispered at him.

He took my hand, nuzzling it against his stubbled cheek.

With him by my side, I’d face every shade, every monster, every danger. Whatever came next, at least I’d be able to fight it wrapped up in love.

By Hecate, how lucky was I?