“Luna.”
“Harris.”
“It has been a long time,” he said.
“Yeah, a lot of crazy stuff has happened.” From what she could tell, he wore a very expensive suit.
“What can I get you?” he asked.
“I have a friend, and this is really important, but he needs, something.” She stared at him, hoping he’d get the hint.
He shook his head. “Shit, Luna, you do not want to be playing with that shit. I’m out of the game. I’ve been out of it for a long time, and for good reason. Nothing good happens when you deal with that fucked-up mess.”
“It’s not for me.”
“You shouldn’t be getting it for anyone. I could go to the cops.”
“Don’t,” she said. “You can’t go to the cops.”
“I wouldn’t go to the freaking cops. I know you, Luna. If you need some shit like that, then it has to be really important.” He ran a hand down his face. “I can’t. I’m sorry.”
Luna didn’t know anyone else who could help her. “If you can’t help me … get some, then maybe you could, I don’t know, give me your supplier’s number?” she asked. This was a long shot. So freaking long.
With each second she spent here, the higher her nerves got. She had never taken drugs, never experimented with them.
Harris rested his head back in his car and groaned. “Shit.Fuck. Fine.” He pulled out a piece of paper and wrote the number on it, then handed it to her. “This is who you call. All you do is ask for product. Don’t make conversation. Don’t do any kind of bad shit. Do not take whatever they give you, Luna. Promise me.”
“Harris, what’s going on?” she asked.
“That stuff, it, er, I was in the hospital for some time. The high was great, but, I, for a few minutes, I died, okay? It was that freaking bad. I died, and I know I don’t want to go through that again. When I woke up, I got my act together. Got clean. I’m doing all the steps, which I’m breaking now.”
“This doesn’t take your steps away. I have a friend who wants to put a stop to it. I promise.” She couldn’t mention Duke’s name or the club. The last thing she wanted to do was get herself or Matthew in any kind of trouble.
Harris burst out laughing. “Yeah, that’s what they all say but, Luna, once you’re in, you’re in, and there is no way of getting out.”
****
Matthew scrambled around the supermarket, looking for everything he needed on his shopping list.
It was his duty to do the main grocery shopping for Holly and Mary, and they were out in the car waiting for him to drop them off. Now he was looking for the food he wanted to cook Luna a delicious meal.
After checking over his list a final time, he looked into his shopping cart and saw that he had everything he needed.
He headed toward the main checkout to see that the self-service aisles were all taken, and he had no choice but to go on a human till. The only one available was with one of the girls he used to mess around with in high school, Emmaline.
He hadn’t hung out with or seen much of any of the people he went to high school with. There were times he sawthem around town, and at special events, but that was in passing. He needed to get this shopping as he was due to meet Luna in an hour.
Matthew didn’t have time to wait around. Even though it was the last thing he wanted to do, he pushed his cart to Emmaline’s aisle and began to unload his groceries.
Tonight, he planned a romantic dinner with Luna. Complete with a bath, and then he wanted to make love to her in her bed. He’d started to notice she didn’t like him going to her bedroom, and so far, they’d had sex everywhere but in a bed. Not that he was complaining because being with Luna was a fucking dream come true, but he’d like to lie somewhere comfortable.
“Hey, Matty, long time no see,” Emmaline said.
He hated being called Matty. In response, he grunted. He didn’t want to make short conversation. All he wanted was for her to shut up.
With the last of his items on the counter, he pushed his cart past her and then grabbed his bags.
Holly always provided him with more bags than he needed, and she wouldn’t miss a couple for him to take to Luna’s.