"I do," Luna said, leaning down to put it up on the bench for his bottles. Then she bit her lip gently and leaned across the counter towards him. "You look so sexy tonight," she purred. Because, fuck, he was so hot. For all her hours of turning herself in knots over whether to leave, over how to leave, over when to leave, she had never not looked across a room at Hermes and had her breathe stolen away by the sheer force of everything she felt for him, her lord and master.