Because for whatever reason, she wanted to be the one to make him feel better. She wanted to be the distraction. “You have to ask for it,” she said, her voice sultry. “Ask for what?” Luka replied, but she watched his pupils shift to vertical slits. Watching his eyes glowing softly only spurred her on. “I owe you,” she said. “But I’m not going to make such a hard decision for you. You need to ask for what you want.”
