Andrew finally realized that Luna had regained consciousness. He pulled away slightly and gestured toward the surface above them.

Luna nodded, understanding that their pursuers were still nearby, so they both held their breath and stayed hidden underwater.

Another two minutes passed, and Luna's head started spinning again.

Andrew signaled that he could help her, but Luna quickly shook her head, refusing him. That tingling, breathless sensation from before still lingered in her chest, both uncomfortable and strangely intoxicating.

However, her air was running out fast. Her chest ached, and her body trembled from lack of oxygen. Just as her consciousness began to fade again, Andrew leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers once more.

Underwater, Luna's eyes widened in shock. Embarrassment, anger, and confusion all flooded through her. She wanted to ask why he needed his tongue for a simple breath exchange, but she could not speak. All she felt was the heat in her face.

Mean