“If you aren’t her bodyguard, then get the hell out of my way,” he says, as though he’s entitled to Luna just ‘cause they’ve met and maybe fooled around. “She’s not interested,” I retort. His eyes flash hot. “Says who?” “Says me.” He laughs like I’m a joke. “You? You’re nobody.” “Nah, I am someone.” I look him dead in the eye. “I’m Luna’s boyfriend.”
clapping screaming cheering 🎉
