Matthew frowned. “I’m a little confused. I don’t knowwhat I’ve done.”
“Don’t know what you’ve done? Are you like for real right now?”
“What?” he asked.
She growled. Her voice went deeper, and he could only imagine that she was trying to imitate him. “Luna, I’m being serious. You haven’t— I was a mess back then. It wasn’t good. I know that. I can make that up to you.” She was back to sounding like herself. “What was that?”
This was better. Much better.
“It’s exactly what it means.”
“Why?”
“Why?” he asked.
“Stop repeating everything I say, Matthew. Why would you say something like that?” She nibbled on her lip and tilted her head to the side. She’d done this when they were studying, and he found it so freaking adorable.
Matthew closed the distance between them. Luna took a step back, then another, and another, until her back hit the wall.
He pressed his hands to either side of her head. “Luna, you’re a clever woman, but I will be straight with you. Our first time together sucked for you. You were in pain. I wasn’t good. I’m better now, and what I’m offering you is the chance of a good fuck.”
Her eyes flashed, and he watched as she licked her lips. There was interest there. Interest and something else—need.
Luna wanted him, but she was fighting him. “It doesn’t mean anything.”
“It doesn’t have to mean anything. We can have a good time.” It was a complete lie. To Matthew, it would mean something. “I’m offering you a chance for us to have some fun. No strings attached. You, me, and sex. That’s all.”
She put her hands on his chest and pushed him away.“I’ve got to go.”
Matthew didn’t want to let her go. Sinking his fingers into her hair, he pulled her in close and slammed his lips down on hers. He kissed her, giving her a taste of what was to come if only she’d let him.
“Think about me,” he said.
Chapter Six
“Do you have everything you need?” her mother asked.
Luna stared at the peanut butter and nodded. “Yeah, Mom, I do.”
“You’re surviving on peanut butter sandwiches, aren’t you?”
She laughed. “Come on, Mom, you know me better than that. I am not surviving on them, but they are a favorite snack of mine.”
Her mother laughed.
“How is the cruise?”
“Oh, sweetheart, it is wonderful. Your father and I, yesterday, we got the chance to swim with sharks.”
“Sharks, why would you do that?”
“It was exhilarating, honey. Anyway, enough about the sharks. Do you need some money?”
“Mom, I have a job. Hey, do you know when Mac started to close the diner?” Luna asked.
“Mac closing the diner? Don’t be silly, dear. He’d never close that thing. He’s always open.”
“You see, that’s what I thought, but he has closed every day this past week.” He hadn’t lied to her. Mac had been there Sunday morning with her money. He hadn’t said anything else.