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It couldn’t have been a bigger disaster.

– I can’t, Shea, – I pulled his hand away from my face and squeezed his fingers with two of my hands to avoid looking rude. – We agreed that you wouldn’t rush me, and not only am I not ready to force our… um… communication, I’m not ready to be in the company of moonshiners either.

– With a moonshiner,” he finishes what I never had the courage to say.

– I’m sorry.

– Will you spend your life burying your head in the sand because one of us hurt you long ago?

– No one, not one Lunnick, can hurt me! – I unclench my fingers and grab the doorknob. – He was simply the nastiest creature I’d ever had to deal with, and every moonbat I’ve encountered since has only confirmed my opinion of them.

I get out of the car quickly, but I slow down when Shea yells after me:

– Me, too, Margot?

Of course, he’s not “neither.” But maybe it’s because he likes me as a woman, and all his lunar personality traits and locks have been successfully masked behind a romantic veil so far.