Luna tugged at his tie, pulling it tighter as she helped him knot it.
A small smile formed on her lips as she finished, adjusting it gently in place.
“Sure you can finally return to work? Your arm isn't fully healed yet.” She looked up at him, her eyes filled with concern.
George nodded reassuringly. “I need to go sort out some stuff, Alex says they need my help with it,” her smile faltered, giving way to a frown that replaced it. George took her hand and planted a subtle, yet tender kiss on it.
“I'll be fine and I'll make sure I quickly finish up whatever's going on and head home. I don't want you dying because you miss me too much.” George chuckled, making Luna roll her eyes playfully.
“Yeah, I think you should go now,” she mused.
“Oh, now you're chasing me away?” George asked,
