THE BURNT FACE LUNA
It felt amazing to have her finally looking at my real face without the mask or the shadows of the woods.
"So, Kyla," I said, leaning toward her. "What exactly would you have done if I was some creep harassing your friend?"
She seemed taken aback for a second, her eyes widening behind the scarf. She probably hadn't expected me to flirt so openly. Maybe it was the potions I had been drinking, but Atlas wanted to play. He was tired of hiding. He wanted her to notice us.
"Maybe I'd have to take you around the back... or maybe into the bathroom... and punish you myself," she said.