The Luna Choosing Game

Chapter 0263

Nicholas’s mouth was hot on mine. His arms wrapped around my waist, holding me closely. I clutched at his shoulders, early accepting his kisses, until the need for air forced us apart.

He rested his forehead against mine. “You have to change.”

“Nick,” I said. He was being ridiculous. “This dress is not revealing.”

“You look so sexy in it. I can’t stand the thought of Terry seeing you like this.”

I smiled a little. This dress was not flattering on me. I knew that. I looked okay, but out of fashion. I’d worn more revealing clothes before.

I imagined a big part of Nicholas’s trouble was that he was attracted to me in anything. “You’d probably be jealous even if I wore a potato sack.”

He didn’t argue. “I don’t like the way Terry looks at you.” His arms squeezed me closer. “Why don’t you stay here, after all. Stay with Elva. Julian and I can snoop around Terry’s mansion. You don’t need to endanger yourself.”

I shook my head. “You know I can’t do that. Even if I wanted to. I had such a poor showing in the last event, that I can’t risk botching another. I need attend and do the best I can.”

“Terry won’t make it easy on you.‘

“I know that,” I said. “But I don’t have any other choice.”

Nicholas frowned deeply but he made no further remarks. Instead, he stepped back from me and turned on the lights to the garage. Taking my hand, he led me through the various fancy cars until we reached a black sedan with tinted windows.

He opened the passenger door and helped me inside. Then he went around to the driver’s side. The seats were soft leather, the console black and impeccably clean. When Nicholas turned the key, the car started with a confident purr.

into drive and carefully navigated out

the street, my nerves began to prickle again. I worried my

likely seeing my tense posture and

no one else seemed to use this road this time of night. The sun had set,

the lion’s den. But Nicholas and Julian would be

all that better. Terry was bold. He didn’t seem like the type that would be all that bothered what others thought of him or his actions. He had the ear of the Luna and the King. Why should the opinions of the lowly commoners

mansion. I could tell from the way Nicholas’s hands choked

lifted his foot off the gas. Slowly, he pulled onto the side of the road, where a dirt road seemed to lead

“Nicholas?”

desperation in his gaze. I knew what it was because I felt it too, all the way down into the deepest parts of

here,” he said, and I complied at once, leaning toward him. He leaned too,

bit awkward, with the center console jutting unwelcomed into the space between us. But our need to hold each other overcame any

that I wouldn’t be able to tell where he

finally feel safe

to be true. Somehow, I would have to be strong, depend on

frightened. I held Nicholas tighter.

other’s. He licked his way past the seam of my lips. I opened willingly for his greedy tongue, and held on while

our lips pressed together and our hands holding each other closer, I could almost forget about what was going to happen tonight. I could find solace in this man, in his closeness, in his

of closeness with this man I was so soft–hearted for. Nicholas and I couldn’t be together long term, but for

my lips,

was frightened too, or concerned, or jealous, or all three. So I pressed my lips back