Damon smiled at her.
"My foolish sister… why would you assume a contrarian like me would be popular with the ladies?"
Luna glanced at his outfit—a well-tailored suit, the cuffs adorned with purple gemstones, a matching brooch, and the same type of gemstones embedded in the buttons. He was dressed like nobility, a stark contrast to his usual brooding demeanor.
She smiled.
"I bet Xander is popular with the ladies. I guess he beats you at that."
Damon clicked his tongue in irritation.
"Please. He has a crush on Evangeline, and trust me, I'm the better pick. He's never getting with her as long as I breathe air."
Luna nodded thoughtfully.
"Hm, I see… so Evangeline is the one you like." She narrowed her eyes slightly. "Hmm, I see…"
Damon's eye twitched. He had been baited. His little sister was a sly little villain.
"Ahem… Luna, that was a… Wow, what a nice day."
Luna blinked in confusion.
"What?"