NATALIA
“Ivy,” I called her out. It’s not good to joke about such matters.
She just chuckled, still chipper despite being called out. “What? I was just asking. This is an unusual pair we have here. One awkward, one shy as heck. I need in, what is it? What’s the tea?”
Simon stiffened for some reason like he was caught by a serial killer chasing him down. It might be a stretch, but that’s how I feel about him. He cleared his throat and tried to smile, but it only came out as an awkward grin.
I opened my mouth to explain that he’d wanted to speak to me, but Simon cut in before I could.
“I was just checking in on Luna Natalia, Ivy,” he said a bit too quickly. “I realized we haven’t talked in a while, so I figured it was a good time for a small conversation.”
I stared at him blankly. It
