Luna stepped back from the door enough that he could enter, but she had a bad feeling about all of this. “She’s in the bath,” Luna told him, leading him back into the apartment properly. “She asked me to entertain you until she’s out.” (Luna had wondered if ‘entertain him’ had been code, but it most certainly wasn’t happening like that now that she’d seen him.)
At the kitchen island she turned to look at him. He had little baby cheeks! “I’m Luna,” she said, working to keep the wariness out of her tone.