Chapter 87

Zoey's POV

"Oh come on, we both knew it would come down to this sooner or later."

"What's the point?" Logan asked expectantly. "Well," I cleared my throat uncomfortably.

"Well, both of us... Uhm... you, me"

"Wow, I always thought the male part made the first move," Logan laughed with relief.

"Now that neither of us have a male part-

"Okay, ciao," Logan said theatrically and made an overly dramatic move to leave, but I stopped him by his hand, laughing.

"Okay, darling, I wanted to do this very romantically over a candlelight dinner." I nodded at the stale leftover lasana with a grin.

"Zoey McHardington, would you like to be my Luna?"

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Logan's POV

I lay happily in bed and, as usual, stroked Zoey's head as it lay on my stomach. During the routine, I answered messages on my laptop next to me and enjoyed the warmth that came from Zoey.

Now she was finally mine. With body and soul.