My Mate, My Moon

Not what I expected

Macy POV

I'm laying flat on my back on the cool grass in my backyard, looking up at the moon. The moon always seems to calm me. Ever since I was a young girl, I have been obsessed with the moon. When there's a full moon, this is where you'll find me laying in the grass Moon gazing.

As I lay on my back, enjoying the cool air on my skin, I hear some twigs snap in the tree line. My breath catches in my throat, and I can hear my pulse in my ears.

I sit up as slow as I can and squint my eyes to try and see if I can see movement in the trees. For a split second, I see the reflective glow of eyes watching me just beyond the treeline.

"s**t! is it a bear?"

I can only make out a faint silhouette of an animal. I can't stay here, I have to get inside. Without breaking eye contact, I slowly stand to my feet, and my heart rate increases. I can now hear a very defined growl coming from the animal.

I slowly take retreating steps backward to my storm door. Then, out of the clear night sky, there's a bright flash of light that blinds me for a second. I squeeze my eyes shut. once I open them I'm met with silver gray eyes so close to my face it's the only thing I can see.

Then as if whispered into my ear, I hear the words, "You belong to me." I close my eyes tight again, and a shiver runs down my spine.

My eyes snap open, and I sit up in my bed faster than any person should.. I'm breathing fast, I can still hear my pulse in my ears. "It was a dream." I say, trying to reassure myself.

The dream felt so real. It worries me when I get dreams that real. It doesn't happen all the time, but when it does, it turns out to be a warning of some kind.

I turned to look for my phone and tap the screen to catch the time.

"s**t!" It's 1pm. I haven't slept this late in years. I have work in 2 and a half hours. I have to get my s**t together.

I grab a pair of black leggings and a black polo shirt with a new bra and thong and run to take a shower.

After washing myself up and getting all the conditioner out of my long hair, I just stand in the shower and let the water run over me. I close my eyes, and I see those silver gray eyes in front of me again. They are beautiful. They seem to be looking into my soul and hold just a hint of danger in them. Then I think about what I heard just before I jolted awake. " You belong to me." The words star to echo in my mind, and goosebumps form on my skin. I start to feel a warm sensation take over my whole body. I take a deep breath and shake off the feeling. What the hell is wrong with me!" I scold myself. I turn off the water and open the glass shower door.

Glancing at the clock, I have an hour and a half to get my s**t together and head to work. If I keep daydreaming, I'm going to be late. I dry my hair and pull the top half back with a clip and let the rest fall down my back. I put on some light concealer on the dark circles under my eyes and some chapstick. I head into the kitchen. It's Saturday afternoon. My mom is home and sitting at the table with a cup of coffee in front of her.

" Hey Ma!" I greet my mom as I walk over to her and give her a kiss on the cheek.

"Good afternoon! You didn't just get up, did you?" My mom looks at me with a half annoyed and half concerned look.

" Yeah, I did. I don't know why. I haven't slept that late in a long time. I guess I'm more worn out than I thought." I shrug as I pour coffee into my mug.

" Well, maybe you shouldn't be up so late with those two goofball friends of yours." she says with a chuckle.

I smile and shake my head at her as I sit down at the table.

" You working tonight?" she asks

" Yes ma'am," I respond as I pull a piece of toast from an abandoned plate on the table.

" Alright, I'm headed to the grocery store. any requests?"

" Whatever you get is fine, Mom," I say just as I shove the piece of toast in my mouth.

" Okay, have a good day at work." she says as she walks away.

I wave at her, unable to respond with a mouth full of toast.

Just as I finished the last sip of coffee, I hear my phone go off. It's a text from Blake.

"Team Meeting tonight. you down?"

I type out. " Like a fat kid on a seesaw."

he responds, " HAHA! text me when you get out of work."

I take my phone and drop it in my bag next to me and get up and walk to the sink to rinse out my coffee mug. I grab my keys from my bag and head out to work.

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I parked my car, turned off the engine, and grabbed my apron from the passenger seat.

As I walk to the door, I take a quick glance at the cars parked in the lot. Not a lot of cars, so I'm hoping it won't be a very busy day. I head to the door, whip it open, and I'm greeted with my name yelled from behind the counter by Lee and Ben.

" OH THANK, GOD, MACY IS HERE! "Ben shouts with a huge smile on his face. I smile and chuckle at the dramatic greeting.

I start to tie my apron on as I look at the schedule on the counter. I look over at Ben " is Andrea here? it says she was supposed to hand off the shift to me."

" she said it was slow, so she left early." he says with a shrug.

" Of course she did." I mumble under my breath while looking back at the schedule.

I squat down behind the counter to open the lock box with the shift keys in it. As I stand back up, I notice a shadow looming over me. I slowly raise my eyes in front of me and I am met with a black form fitted button-up dress shirt, a broad muscular chest and I can't help but notice the button strain against the fabric across the pectorals of his chest with each breath he took.

unconsciously, my tongue darts out of my mouth to wet my bottom lip and I suck it into my mouth and pin it with my top teeth. my neck cranes to meet the most beautiful piercing gray eyes I have ever seen in my life.

His short dark brown hair appears to be finger combed back with a few short stray hairs falling into his eyes. I raised an eyebrow at him as a smile slowly spread across his chiseled face, flashing his beautiful white teeth at me.

I tip my head slightly to the side in a questioning manner, "What can I do ya for?" I asked, trying not to look like I want to eye f**k the s**t out of him.

He takes a slow and deliberate deep breath through his nose while his eyes close. In a second, his eyes shoot back open, and I can hear something that sounds like a low faint growl rumble out of him. He quickly brings his closed fist to his mouth and clears his throat.

" Excuse me.. I'm Jax, your new barista." he says as I notice him refusing to break eye contact.

Out of nowhere, goosebumps spread over my skin, and I fight to not shudder from the rumble of his deep voice that I can feel shoot to the core of me. " Oh s**t I'm in trouble!" I think to myself, noticing how my body is reacting to him on its own accord. "Get it together!" I scold myself internally as I forced myself to break eye contact. I clear my throat, "Alright, Jax, let me grab you a new apron. follow me. "

I quickly turn on my heels and head straight to the back office. As I'm walking, I can feel Jax's eyes burning into me. I stop in front of the desk and bend down to open the bottom drawer, pulling out a plastic covered fresh apron. I turned in his direction, and he's standing just a bit too close with the same show stopping smile on his face.

I slapped the plastic covered apron to his chest, and he quickly reaches up to trap my hand, holding it to his chest on top of the apron. Again, my whole body starts to feel tingly as a feeling of euphoria and heat take over my body. I snatch my hand back as if he burned me, and his smile slowly fades from his face.

"Sorry." he says under his breath as I back out of his personal space.

"It's cool, no worries." I state, giving him a small smile. " You can leave any personal effects on the desk here. When you're all set, come and see me in the front." I say to him, trying to be as professional as possible.

" What the f**k was that?" I say under my breath.

I have never had that kind of reaction to anyone before. I know he's good-looking, but it still makes no sense. I have dated lots of very good-looking men, and none have made my body react to them like that. Maybe it's been too long since I've gotten laid.. I chuckle internally to myself. I had a few scenarios I had envisioned on how my night would go, but this was not what I expected.