The Luna Choosing Game

But his eyes were crystal focused now. Whatever fire that had sparked there had been well contained. He was pulling himself back under control, and I felt cold, mourning the loss

He didn’t apologize, thank God, but he didn’t say anything else either. No explanations. No words of comfort or cruelty

Looking at me, he swallowed hard. Then, finally, he said, “Return to your room, Piper.” His voice was still lust–rough. He cleared it but did not speak again.

He’d made it sound like an order, and not a sexy one. His words were like a bucket of cold water dumped over my head.

I opened my mouth to say something, I honestly wasn’t sure what, when he abruptly turned and all but ran from me. He disappeared into his room, the door closed and locked behind him.

I stood staring after him, trying to collect myself after everything that happened. In the end, I simply felt

abandoned.

Confused and embarrassed, I returned to my room. If Mark noticed my disheveled state of dress, he did not mention it. Good, since it was likely his fault, Nicholas had known to look for me at all. If Mark said something now, I’d likely reply with a cutting remark I didn’t mean and would regret.

The person I was truly hurt by was Nicholas, not Mark. But I was ready to lash out at just about anyone.

Except Elva.

I went to her side to check on her. She was still sleeping peacefully.

Finally, I exhaled and slunk down onto the mattress beside her. Here, in the safety of my room with the

knowledge of Elva safe and happy, I could reflect on whatever the hell had just happened between me

and Nicholas.

My body had ignited when Nicholas had touched me, and I couldn’t blame nostalgia for it this time Before, our intimacy had been shy and experimental. This had been all heat and passion, and even a little

rough. And I loved it.

I had wanted him to continue so badly, I nearly begged for it. I might have, had we gone on longer.

I was a mess.

I only went out to try to find Julian and convince him to save me during the next elimination. Instead, I ended up dry humping Nicholas against his door.

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with Nicholas. I wanted him for life. A dangerous,

back on the shelf where they belonged. This competition was more than just

wanted.

an obligation to Elva. I couldn’t make selfish choices

me tonight, needed to

him totally out of my

lips, I didn’t know how I would ever be able to forget the

had shown me tonight.

still

about kissing

rooms, the moment I closed the door separating us, I pressed my ehead against

hands. Her hips had been so aight around my waist, beckoning me into

in that hallway where anyone could come across us, I might have stripped her bare and taken my fill of her body until we both would

give her pleasure that Julian could not. He was such an asshole, he was likely

thought of entering her. I’d

moan or cry my name.

of losing Piper, I had fallen into bed with other women. None

the experience.

well, much more so than when I

caress them so that I could make