The Luna Choosing Game

Chapter 0329

In full view of the watchful cameras, Julian and I stood side by side in the kitchen, a plate of cookies on the counter before us. We’d already rolled out the dough, cut the shapes, and baked them in the oven. These were the finished results.

It had been difficult to relax in front of the camera crew, including the producer who would call out random commands like, “Put flour on her nose, Julian!” Or, “Smile at him, Piper!”

At least, cookies now existed. The sweet treat might make the awkwardness of this fake date worth it. I reach for one of the cookies. They should be warm enough now.

“Feed her one of the cookies, Julian,” the producer said.

I froze. Beside me, Julian did too. He glanced at me.

What could I do? We were supposed to be on a date. Feeding each other treats was a common date practice. Nicholas and I had shared from each other’s plates all the time when we had been together.

So I nodded.

Julian plucked one of the cookies from the plate. Slowly, giving me time to prepare himself, he brought it up to my face.

“Open wide,” he said with a cheeky grin. It might have been for show, or he was just enjoying himself. He was hard to read on the best of days, let alone when he was actively playing a role. I opened my mouth.

Julian placed the cookie on my tongue. I bit down and chewed. It was delicious, as I expected.

Julian brought the rest of the cookie up to his own mouth and ate it. After he chewed and swallowed, his smile grew wide. “Delicious.” He inched closer. “But not as sweet as you.”

He was saying it for the cameras, I knew. I still blushed. What a line.

“Great,” the producer called. “Now kiss her, Julian!”

Julian’s gaze dropped to my lips. He was so good at this game. Meanwhile, my whole body locked up. I could do most things, but kissing Julian still made me feel off-balance. It was a line I didn’t want to cross, but I had to or I’d risk losing everything.

I licked my lips. They were chapped. This wasn’t going to be a good kiss.

“Piper is not feeling very well. I worry to kiss her in such a state wouldn’t end well for either of us.” The producer didn’t seem pleased, but what could he possibly say against a prince? “A kiss would look better for the public,” the producer said, “but if you are sure…” “I’m sure,” Julian said, and left no room for argument. The producer lamented. “Very well.” To the crew, he said, “Let’s he said, “Let’s wrap it up here.” Julian looked back at me. “I’ll take you back to your room.” “I want to take the cookies back for Elva,” I said. Julian nodded, and helped me find a container to carry them

you’re holding back right?” Julian asked. “If you sort out what you need to, then maybe you can get your head back into the game.” I h ooked my fingers together. “I wouldn’t know where to begin.” “Just make him