“What do you think, Luna?” I ask as a friend to a friend. Just friends here. Gotta remember that. She skims me but mostly stays on my eyes. “I never saw you as a pumpkin kinda guy, but it could work.” “Artichoke is more my style?” I watch Jane out of my peripheral. She’s on the move, and I casually spin towards her and everyone follows after me. “Uh-uh,” Luna shakes her head. “Maybe a zucchini since it pairs well with your eggplant.” My cock. I grin. “Stop making so much sense. It’s…” Turning me on. Don’t fucking say that.
