“So we’re dating?” Is that what we are? “And we’ve never dated outside our rooms before?” “You just got out of the hospital.” He looks me over, and I wonder if he’s thinking, you don’t remember me, Luna. “We should take this slow. But I can talk to security about going out in public together. I’m hoping we’ll be able to now that most of my family is locked up. If you’d want to, that is.” “I want to,” I say with a nod, eagerness brewing in my body.
