Luna’s POV

Jake pulled me in and squeezed. My body didn’t move. I was as stiff as a board.

“What are you doing here?” I said, coldly.

“How are you?” He said, in his most genuine voice.

“What are you doing here?” I said, again, not amused.

His dimpled smile and hazel eyes were just as difficult to resist as they were back when we were together. I knew I couldn’t believe Jake’s kindness. He was a master manipulator. And ...