"Lucky me," Luna noted, and did not say which base is phone sex and almost fucking in a pool? "He's been trying to teach me a few moves, nothing too special though."
Luna took a sip of the drink as she pulled out her credit card. It was sweet and tangy, and reminded her of something between a mojito and a daiquiri. She licked her lips and nodded. "That's good," she agreed, passing her card over. "Sweet."