The Luna Choosing Game

“Piper?” Julian was waiting for my question.

“Okay.” I prepared myself with a deep inhale. Then I asked, “Why did you and Prince Nicholas never

seem to get along?”

Julian’s smile didn’t as much as twitch, yet I still felt a tension seep into the room. Maybe it was my fault. I knew I was asking a loaded question, and with it hanging now in the air, I felt the true weight of it.

I very nearly took it back. I asked too much, got too personal. I should take it back.

Or he could just lie. I wanted him to, if that meant this terrible moment would end.

He looked at me, and then he said, “Nicholas stole my first love. Her name was Bridget.”

My thoughts fizzled out. Nicholas. stole.. Julian’s love? That seemed so impossible! Nicholas dated

some before me, I remembered him talking about it some. But he had always said his previous

relationships had never included anything serious.

I didn’t think he would lie to me about that.

Julian’s perspective? Or

Tiffany s

laughing. “You can’t expect us to believe that! No one, not even Prince Nicholas, would

to steal a woman away

are very sweet,” Julian, said, smiling at her. He placed his elbow on the table and then his chin in his hand. “And you’ve played

once. “You have the most beautiful eyes. And your wit

encourage her. “Go on.

a word and her face looked

giving me a vibe. Someone I knew she was

no reason to think that, really, other than a growing pit in my stomach, but it was

his unusual answer remained on my mind.

But I stayed behind.

have questions,” he said without looking at me. “You might as

the table with my fingers. “Were you telling the

was.” He turned, facing me. “Blue is my

I ”

that’s

Veronica thought it important enough to ask

your star sign and which of your

questions.” He laughed as he walked