Curious as to what he meant, I asked, “Why? What’s next weekend?” “The full moon’s on Saturday. I was thinking you could stay over at my place for the weekend.” My eyes widened. What was he suggesting? And I couldn’t exactly ask my parents if I could stay at his place; they would definitely say no, so there was no point. “L-London—” “Just ask your parents if you can stay with Artemis, Selina.” “Why do you want me to stay the night?” “Because I want to spend time with you, Selina. And it’ll help with the aches,” he added, almost under his breath; I was able to hear it with my heightened sense. “I don’t know if I can convince them to let me ‘stay’ with her. They don’t know her or her parents very well, which is a major factor for them.” “We’ll think of something, Selina. We do have a week to come up with something after all.”
