Damon’s Point of View
There is a knock on my office door, but I already smelled her coming down the hallway.
I sigh quietly, leaning back in my chair.
“Come in, Luna.”
I say flatly.
The door immediately opens and Luna steps inside.
She closes the door behind her before casually making her way towards my desk like she owns the place.
Which, unfortunately, she kind of does.
Without asking, she drops into one of the chairs across from me and props her muddy boots up onto the corner of my desk.
I arch a brow at her.
“Comfortable, are we?”
I ask dryly.
She grins sweetly at me.
“Very much so, thank you for asking.”
She says proudly.
I shake my head slowly before setting my pen down.
“So, to what do I owe this visit? Aren’t you supposed to be at the hospital?”
I ask and she shrug
