326 A bashful little girl

He did not understand why the hell Flynn would give her a lipstick. Did he seek her, bug her into agreeing to meet him up for dinner merely to give her such a little thing? Couldn't he have sent it to her house instead? 

The most important thing was that when Luna received it, she seemed overjoyed and even thanked him like he had just saved her life. It didn't make much sense.

The two of them talked for a little while more, but by this moment, he was sure that Luna was not being coerced into anything. He was still battling whether he should leave or continue staying just in case things took a dramatic turn when he felt a familiar gaze on him, and his eyes met Luna's. 

Her grey eyes seemed confused, looking at him questioningly as though wondering what he was doing at that place. 

He felt his blood run cold. Would she be mad at him for following her? He was dead!