The Luna Choosing Game

Did I know about Nicholas’s past? I thought I did.

A tiny voice whispered in my head, Maybe not as well as you think.

No, I couldn’t let Julian sow doubt inside of me. No matter what he thought, there had to be a logical explanation for whatever happened. Nicholas wasn’t the type to just steal people’s girlfriends.

Perhaps Nicholas dated someone Julian liked, and Julian was just jealous. I wouldn’t suggest that to

him, however,

Even now, pain shone in his eyes, even with the smile that returned to his lips. He’d clearly been hurt by

whatever happened, no matter how much he tried to hide it.

Because of this, I didn’t want to ask him any more questions, or even bring it up at all. Maybe he was

right. Maybe all I was doing was kicking the hornet’s nest. Sometimes the past was meant to stay in the

past.

It hurt that the brothers couldn’t move beyond it, but who was I to try to brute force that into happening?

a hand and placed it on Julian’s shoulder. He

I said. “Whatever

hand. His smile wavered again. “Do you

do,” I said.

into a hug. His

neck and shoulder.

his head

were gentle, placed respectfully

with me just for entertainment. Maybe that was part of it, sure. Yet when he acted like this, I

if just a little

own arms up and

his chest

“Alright.”

the quiet of the

and honest hug, one that didn’t have to mean anything or lead to anything. One he could share with

himself.

all did. He’d only ever done his

I

moment was interrupted by someone loudly

saw Nicholas in the entryway. My heart