Derry’s POV.
Rose and Glenn insist on watching Oakley for the rest of the evening, so I take Mickey home. I decide a night of fun is what he needs. Mickey flops down on the couch. He sits silently looking at the last cookie in his hand.
“Is that one for me?” I ask, knowing that will get him talking.
“No traitor it's not,” he huffs, and moves the cookie out of my reach.
“Don't be like that Mickey, it's literally my job to look out for Stone’s well-being too, and actually I'd still have done the same even if I wasn't his Luna,” I raise my chin defiantly.
“I’m your family and your friend, you are supposed to be on my side,” he scowls at me.
“Exactly, if something bad happens to Stone, then it’s you that will suffer, and don’t try to deny it. I can see how much you love him, how import
