Chapter 81
We sit in silence for a minute, and I try to ignore the weight and heat of Luna's body in my lap. "Have you always been mean?" she asks after a while.
"Nah, not always," I say. "I thought I loved a woman once—the first woman I ever fucked. But I was just a pup like you—even younger. I didn't know better."
"Better than what?"
"I must've been sixteen, and she was twenty-four, twenty-five."
"So?" Luna says. "I'm eighteen, and you guys are twice my age."
"But it's different with you." I bunch her flying hair in my hand and hold it behind her head.
"How so?" she asks, staring up at me with open curiosity.
"I don't know." I shrug. "It just is. You're fucking irresistible."