Luna lifted her still full glass at his offer, to show that she already had that part under control. She took a sip now, because she wasnβt sure what else to follow it with.
βThis never struck me as your scene,β she told him, casting a gaze out over the sea of goths as the heavy bass line and synthesizers of Bjorkβs Army of Me began. She turned her attention back to him and felt, for just a moment, before she stopped it, the beginnings of putting on her best seductive expression.
None of that!
Did she hate how easily the decision to seduce before anything else came to her? Or did she love it?
She knew that she did hate how much she wanted Will to still think she was hot. She hoped none of her makeup had smudged, beyond the smudged look sheβd already been going for.