The Unprepared Luna
For me, it means I get to show off this woman and because the dress has spaghetti straps, my mark on her neck will be front and center.
I put on a button-down shirt, leaving several buttons undone so that Malin’s mark is clearly visible on me as well. Then I put on my pants and a jacket, leaving my feet bare. We’re walking to no man’s land, or the middle grounds as Malin calls it, so we don’t need shoes.
When I’m done, I call Emerson. He and Quinn are close to getting ready to leave as well.
“We’ll see you there,” I say, getting more and more excited about seeing Malin’s reaction to her party.