“So, how’d you like it?”
“Different than I thought. No pressure—just exploration.”
“See? Told you. So, when are you meeting up with the masked hottie?”
We get to the car and I take off my mask. Just then my phone lights up with a message from him.
Thor: Thanks for a lovely night, Luna.
Something warm coils inside me.
So Thor’s a gentleman at the same time that he carries those dirty thoughts with him?
Something tells me I need to proceed with caution.
For now, I head back to my parents’ house, and direct all of my friends to the barn, where they pass out in sleeping bags.
Luna: Thanks for being such a gentleman
Thor: Always
Luna: …
I stare at the screen, trying to figure out what to type next.
But I’m too flustered.
And too dead tired from tonight’s whirlwind adventure.
I toss the phone aside and crawl under the covers, my body still humming from everything I saw… and everything Ifelt.
Especially when Thor touched me.
His hand on my arm. His voice in my ear. His body against mine.
I close my eyes, but my mind won’t shut up.
What would his hands feel like on my bare skin?
What would he sound like if I wasn’t the only one flustered?
Eventually, sleep drags me under. But not before one final thought slips through.
We have to be at freaking church in five hours.
9
HUNTER
Sunday morning hits different when you spent Saturday night at a sex club.
Mont du Marquette to morning worship—it’s not exactly the path of righteousness, but hey, I’ve had worse weekends. No hangover, no regrets. Just a little less sleep and a lot more to think about.
I’m not here for redemption. I’m here because it makes my mom happy.
Simple as that.
I even wore a button down shirt and combed my hair this morning.
