Moon’s Promise – The Last Riders Read Online Jamie Begley

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Total pages in book: 189
Estimated words: 181808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 909(@200wpm)___ 727(@250wpm)___ 606(@300wpm)
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CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWO

“I’m not wearing that.”

Larissa picked up one of the delicate sleeves of the costume Moon had spread out on the bed then let it fall back down.

Moon reached out to snag Jace’s hand before he could grab the slinky material.

“I am not wearing lime green.” She shuddered at the thought of the bright color against her skin tone; it wasn’t her only complaint about the mini dress. “I don’t know what you were thinking. The top is a halter—one of my boobs wouldn’t fit in the whole top.”

“You’re exaggerating,” Moon scoffed at her, giving Jace one of his toys to play with. “It’s not like you have much to choose from. The party is tomorrow night.”

“Have you decided what you’re going to wear?”

“No clue. You have any ideas?”

“Several,” she answered snidely.

“Your mama is being mean to me again.” Woefully, Moon made a sad face for Jace’s benefit.

“Cut it out.” She picked up the creepy green mask with feathers before Jace could drool on it, then put it in the nightstand drawer.

“Sorry, your mother is being callous to me again. Better?”

She moved to the foot of the bed, and her hands went to her hips. “You think you’re being so cute, don’t you?”

Moon gave her an offended look. “You don’t think I’m cute?”

“Several four-letter words comes to mind where you’re concerned, and cute isn’t one of them.”

“Ouch.” Moon turned his face back to Jace. “You hear that, son? That’s called being facetious.”

Larissa raised her hands in defeat. “Spare me. I’m going to fix dinner.”

In the kitchen, she took out roasted chicken cutlets and started fixing lemon chicken. As she prepared the meal, she mulled over what costumes she could wear. Even if she found one on the Internet, it wouldn’t get here in time. That left her with two choices—clothing she already had, or she could borrow one from Mom, Priss, or Lana. The only other option was to sew one together. Mom had taught her at an early age, and she had made a couple of tops and dresses, so if she found a pattern she liked, that would be her best bet.

After dinner, she found the website she was searching for. Moon kept Jace occupied as she searched, but when she failed to find anything she was brave enough to wear, she took a break to feed Jace and put him to bed.

When she walked out of the bedroom, she saw Moon set the monitor aside before he resumed watching an episode of their favorite series.

“Did I do it to your expectations?” She lifted a lone finger then started counting off. “I put on his sock, checked to make sure it was on, made sure nothing was in the crib with him, and double-checked to make sure the window was locked.”

Moon’s eyes didn’t stray from the television screen. “I’m just being cautious.”

Larissa dropped onto the sofa, pulling the laptop onto her lap. “You’re being a nut. I thought you would quit being so overprotective after a couple of months. Instead, you’re getting worse.”

“I am not,” Moon denied.

Unconsciously, she nibbled on her bottom lip. Why were women’s costumes made to show more body parts than they covered?

“I’m waiting to come home from work one day and find you’ve put him a plastic bubble.”

“They sell those?”

Sending him a harassed look, she went back to searching for a pattern. It was hard to concentrate with the show on. Moon had introduced her to it. At first, she had been disgusted with the extreme violence and would read while the show played in the background. Until she got an eyeful of the main character when his costume had come off. The actor, and his body, was ooh la la.

She had even secretly googled the actor, which she had never done before. From what she could find out, he was a new actor and was taking the world by storm. The show’s producer had sighted the then unknown actor at a bar with his friends and had approached him. Now fans were lining up for his appearances.

The craziest thing about it was that no one knew what the actor’s face looked like. On screen, it was always covered, even during the sex scenes, while his body was bare.

“You hear my question?”

Dragging her eyes away from the visually stunning man on the television screen to the big doofus sitting on the couch had her yet again questioning her life choices.

“I heard. I was just trying to ignore you. You are not going to put Jace in a bubble.”

“I was joking.”

Larissa lowered her eyelids to half-mast.

“Never mind.” Moon rose from the couch. “I’m going to make some popcorn; do you want some?”

“No, thanks.” If she was going to fit in any of the costumes she was looking at, she was going to have to starve until the party.


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