Luna’s POV

As we continue hiding in the narrow space between the garbage dumpsters, I become acutely aware of how close Alex’s body is pressed against mine. The cramped hiding spot forces us to squeeze together tightly, and I can feel the warmth radiating from his skin.

Alex’s muscled biceps are pressed against my shoulders, and his defined abs are touching my back through our shirts. The close contact sends unexpected heat coursing through my body, making my cheeks flush despite the ...