“Oh, that.” She focused on a spot over his shoulder. “I’m fine.”
Davis thought about what he should say next. Bring it up or let it go? He needed more sleep before tackling the subject of what they did. He closed his eyes like a coward and willed his brain to quit rotating.
The second time he woke, the bed was empty. He groaned at the light that seemed determined to sneak through her curtains and pierce into his retina. He knew where she kept the Tylenol, so he went in search of it. He found Luna in the kitchen after he finished in the bathroom. She sat in a chair with her knees pulled up, reading a magazine. Steam curled up from the cup at her elbow.
“Good morning.”
She looked up with a smile. That was a good sign. “Good morning. I have cereal and I made coffee, if you want some.”
He hesitated in the doorway. He’d expected her to at least want to talk about things, if not outright freak. “Okay.”
He made himself breakfast, refilled her coffee, and sat at the small table with her. He watched her as he ate. A bowl with a bit of milk sat off to the side, and he stared at it as he tried to decide what to say.
“Don’t hurt yourself thinking about it so hard.”
Davis snapped his gaze to hers. “Wh-what?”
Luna watched him with a neutral expression. “You’re trying to figure out how to talk about the fact that we had sex.”
“Yes.” He looked down at the table for a moment. “You aren’t having second thoughts.”
“And you figured I would.”
“Well, yeah.” He arched one brow.
She laughed. “You were the one that said no strings.”
He groaned. “I did say that.”
“I may have been drunk, Davis, but I remember. Some of it is a blur, but I know what we agreed on.” She took a sip of her coffee.
Davis wondered if she was as calm on the inside as she appeared to be on the outside. “I’m more than happy to enjoy those benefits any time you are.”
“I don’t doubt that one bit,” Luna said wryly and stood. “I had plans to go to the store today, but that’s about it. Do you want to come with me?”
Davis pondered her question. They typically spent time together doing mundane things. It wasn’t unusual for him to go to the store with her. Apparently, he was the only one freaking out. “Yeah, sure.”
“Good.”
He couldn’t believe she was going on about her day as if nothing happened the night before. He’d been trying so long to get her to date him, all to no avail. All along, he simply had to suggest friends that banged? “I could have saved myself so many arguments if I’d known you would be completely unfazed by this.”
“It was a one-time thing.” She shrugged. “I’m going to get dressed.”
Davis watched her get up and leave the room, his jaw hanging open.One-time thing?
He followed her, stopping short when he realized she was pulling off her shirt. He turned around, thinking he didn’t have the right to watch her dress just because they’d had sex. “What do you mean, only once?”
“I think it’s obvious.”
He heard rustling sounds, but she said nothing else. “Well, it’s not.”
“We’re friends, Davis. We arenotgetting involved.”
Davis spun to face her, finding her buttoning a pair of shorts. “I—”
“I don’t want to talk about it anymore. Let’s get out of here.”
