Chapter 0088 Judys POV I wasnt really sure what I was expecting , but an actual light show gallery was not it .<\/p>\n
The entire event was busy with people , and it was completely outside .<\/p>\n
It was the most spectacular thing I had ever witnessed .<\/p>\n
There was a ton of artwork created by packmates from all over , and the work was lit up in the most gorgeous lighting I had ever seen .<\/p>\n
My mind was whirling as we walked around the outdoor gallery ..<\/p>\n
Walter told me that I didnt need to dress up for this event , so I settled on a pair of jeans and a nice blouse that showed off a he waited in the car wit of my cleavage , but not too much to distract him .<\/p>\n
Once again , Max drove , but he waited in the car while we enjoyed the gallery .<\/p>\n
There were some food trucks parked on the side of the road as well and Walter mentioned trying out some food .<\/p>\n
I agreed and we walked to the food trucks together .<\/p>\n
How did you even know about this place ? I asked him once t I my corn dog , and Walter got his chili dog .<\/p>\n
I smiled at the thought of him eating a chili dog ; last night we were eating luxury food , and now we were eating basic street food .<\/p>\n
He took a bite of the chili dog , getting some on his cheek in the process and then he took a sip of his giant soda .<\/p>\n
Irene mentioned it , he admitted .<\/p>\n
I frowned at him .<\/p>\n
What ? I asked .<\/p>\n
She said something about wanting to check it out .<\/p>\n
I thought it would be fun for us to do , he said with a shrug .<\/p>\n
My heart fell into my stomach as I looked around , a frown marring my lips .<\/p>\n
Did she say something about coming here ? I asked , trying not to sound bothered , but I couldnt help myself .<\/p>\n
The last thing I wanted was for Ethan to showap .<\/p>\n
I think she might have changed her mind .<\/p>\n
Ethan and she have been having some arguments lately , he murmured .<\/p>\n
I dont think she was in the mood to go anywhere tonight .noveldrama<\/p>\n
I nodded , biting my lower lip .<\/p>\n
Ethan hadnt been exactly subtle lately and I worried that it would start affecting his relationship with Irene .<\/p>\n
If they broke up , Gavin would blame me and then there would be no doubt in my mind that hed fire me .<\/p>\n
This is delicious , he said , taking another large bite .<\/p>\n
Who knew sloppy flood could taste so good .<\/p>\n
I couldnt help but smile as I grabbed one of my napkins .<\/p>\n
I stepped towards him and started to wipe his cheek Um , everybody , I told him .<\/p>\n
When we finished our food , we threw away our trash and then walked around the gallery some more .<\/p>\n
There was one sculpture made of white marble that stood out amongst all .<\/p>\n
It was a carving of a woman with long flowing hair that wrapped around her narrow waist , and she wore a gown that covered most of her body , but in a way that showed off each of her curves .<\/p>\n
She was smiling up at the sky , her eyes fixed on the moon above and her arms held out like she was trying to reach for the stars .<\/p>\n
She was wrapped Chapter 0088 entirely in shimmering lights , and she lit up most of the gallery .<\/p>\n
Who is this ? I asked , my voice breathless as I stared into the womans marble eyes .<\/p>\n
I think shes supposed to be the Moon Goddess , he told me .<\/p>\n
Shes beautiful , I whispered .<\/p>\n
Walter took hold of my hand and gave it a gentle squeeze .<\/p>\n
She is , he said thoughtfully , but he wasnt looking at the statue , he was looking at me .<\/p>\n
I blushed , knowing he was talking about me .<\/p>\n
The evening was perfect ; the light jazz music played in the background and the guests talked quietly amongst themselves , not wanting to ruin the essence of the gallery .<\/p>\n
I love this song , Walter said , closing his eyes and swaying to the soft melody of the instrumental jazz .<\/p>\n
I raised my brows .<\/p>\n
Youre a fan of Jazz ? I asked him .<\/p>\n
He opened one eye to look at me , a smirk playing on his lips .<\/p>\n
Yes , he answered .<\/p>\n
I listen to it often back in France It reminds me so much of home .<\/p>\n
I know youve only been gone for a few days , but do you miss it ? He shrugged .<\/p>\n
Yes , and no , he answered .<\/p>\n
I miss my company and my friends .<\/p>\n
But theres something here that I cant find there .<\/p>\n
I watched him as he continued to sway around to the music , humming along with the instruments .<\/p>\n
And what would that be ? I asked him .<\/p>\n
He looked at me thoughtfully as he held out his hand for me to take .<\/p>\n
I stared at it , hesitantly , not sure if I should take it or not .<\/p>\n
He gave me a wide and boyish grin that made me smile in return , so I took his hand and allowed him to pull me into his embrace .<\/p>\n
He wrapped an arm around my waist , keeping my flesh against his body , while he held my other hand delicately in his .<\/p>\n
We swayed around to the music , and he twirled me , pulling me back into his arms .<\/p>\n
You , he finally answered , dipping me low .<\/p>\n
My head fell back as he dipped me but then he pulled me back into him and we continued to sway around .<\/p>\n
Our dancing caught the attention of others who were smiling and watching us .<\/p>\n
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