“Considering he doesn’t go after me at all and just tried to warn me against you, he probably thinks of me as a sheep.” Luna baaahs like a lamb. I smile over and baaah right back. “I called you hot if you didn’t get that.” She grins, cheeks flushed. “Understood it, since I called you a hot lambchop. Guess we’re still speaking the same language.” “Guess so.”
