Page 170 of Safe With You

“And the boxes?”

“Donations.”

I lifted the flap on the closest one.

Books.

Of course.

“There are more in the back,” she added.

“How many more?”

“Enough that I’m not answering that question.”

I looked at her.

She smiled.

“Naomi was supposed to help me get everything moved after we closed, but her mom needed her this afternoon.”

“So you called me.”

There was nothing particularly loaded in the words, or at least I didn’t mean for there to be, but Luna paused for a second before folding her arms across her chest, and I knew she heard something in them that I didn’t intend.

Luna paused.

“You sound surprised.”

“A little.”

“Why?”

I looked at her, and the smile already pulling at her mouth told me she knew exactly what she was doing.

“No reason.”

“Very convincing.”

I laughed.

She pointed toward one of the café tables.

“That needs to go over there.”

I reached for one end.

“Wait.”

I stopped.

“What?”

“You don’t have to move the whole thing by yourself.”

“You called me because I’m tall and able to lift things.”

“I didn’t say tall.”