Luna’s POV
Once the hockey star leaves the room, the suffocating tightness in my chest eases slightly. Every time he’s in my orbit, I feel awkward . . . fumbling and self conscious in a way that far exceeds my usual social anxiety.
‘Can we go to the park today?’ Beth asks, her voice muffled by the mouthful of waffle. The question snaps my attention back to her, finding her watching me with unbridled hope.
‘Uh . . . I guess so’ I murmur, remembering that Ashton had said that she loves going to the park, I need to think of some things to keep her occupied while I’m caring for her, the park is a good start.
‘Yay! We can go on the swings, and the slide and the bouncy horse!’ Beth mumbles excitedly as she chews quickly. She shovels another massive bite in before even finishing the first, he
