The Luna Choosing Game

Chapter 270

Terry slowly trailed his hand up the length of my thigh. He stopped at the meatiest point, just beneath my hip and squeezed.

I wanted to bolt from the table. I wanted to elbow him in the ribs or kick at his shins.

All I could actually do was sit very still and try not to draw attention from the cameras or the guests, while simultaneously trying to only get Julian to notice.

However, every time Julian glanced at me, his attention was immediately claimed again by Joyce sitting beside me. It was strange to hear him talk so much, especially when the topics. seemed to be entirely superfluous.

“Did you watch that television show the other night?” Joyce asked.

“I don’t watch a lot of TV,” Julian replied.

“It was such a good episode.”

Julian nodded, and glanced back at me.

I widened my eyes.

“Did you hear what happened to Aunt Ruby?” Joyce said.

Julian’s eyes went to Joyce again. “No, what?”

“She bought another dog.”

Julian huffed a laugh. “Don’t word it like that, then, Joyce. You made it sound like it was something serious.”

is a serious commitment,” Joyce

“Yeah, but…”

that he did not look at me again for a long moment. When he did, it was only for a second,

my thigh, back and

moved his hand right along

his hand between my thighs, undoubtedly wrinkling my dress. Though my dress was the very last of my worries at the moment, because

He speared a piece of the meat and held his fork out for me

overly intimate. It had even garnered the attention of several nearby candidates and the cameras.

I rejected, it would be like a slap in the face.

the way disgust swirled within

closed my eyes, and accepted

girl,” Terry said, and I wanted to spit the food in his

a glass shattered.

eyes shot opened.

had clutched his water glass so tightly it

Don’t know your own strength perhaps?” Terry was absolutely delighted by the display and made no attempts to hide it. “You should go

glance at Julian, who nodded in return, Nicholas excused

and replaced the broken cup with a

at me. He leaned in and whispered, “Now that we’re alone…”

hand on

made him grab me tighter. His

to go. No one

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