Before tonight Luna would have said, with complete certainty, that no man would ever touch a tattoo so close on her upper thigh with innocent intentions - her body was already reacting to that close by touch as though it wasn't so innocent - but now, with Hercules, she wasn't so sure.
(Lord, his hand was massive on her leg!)
When he stood up and stopped touching, Luna smoothed her short skirt down a little. "Yeah," she said. "I like that one too."