Regrets

She'd grown up without parents or a loving family, and though she'd managed to make some friends here in The City, she was far too lonely for her own good. He had never known any other woman who felt the way he did when he first laid eyes on her, and if this was their only chance at happiness together, then Alaric would not pass it by without making it count.

He knew she liked men - he'd caught her eyeing up a few of them on occasion - and he hoped that once they got past the awkward stage of 'letting their feelings show', this could be a relationship where he wouldn't have to worry about disappointing her. There were so many things about Luna that made Alaric's chest feel tight and warm inside. Her smile, the sound of her voice, even the way she smelled. It all left him feeling so… so…

"And besides," said Luna, smiling back at him with an impish look in her eyes. "Who wants a boyfriend who makes their job a nightmare?"

They both chuckled, but neither could resist looking down at th