The Luna Choosing Game

He smiled down at me, then leaned down to press that smile against my lips.

We kisses lightly, and he said, “I’d like that.” Of course, we still had to be careful around the others. If Nicholas and I were suddenly all lovey dovey around Bridget or Jessica, the two might spread rumors and have more questions than we had answers to give.

But in private, in moments like this, we could just be a couple, enjoying each other and the beach.

This wouldn't fix things between Nicholas and I. By now, our issues had

piled high between us. The minute we returned to the palace, it would all likely topple back onto us.

But for now, we could pretend we were okay. And that would have to be enough.

One problem remained, however. “Uh.

I still don’t have any clothes.” There weren't exactly stores on this small private island. With a runway, someone could run out, I guessed, but it was already getting pretty late.

dinner tonight.” He hummed as he

the room to

linen pants and a thin white t- shirt. He held them out for

his hands. No way he could mean for me to wear this? His clothes? He shook them as he held them out for me and I quickly realized that yeah, that was exactly what he wanted me to

I snatched them from his hand and then hurried into the bathroom, realizing only after I closed the door how ridiculous that was. We'd both been naked as the day we were born. Why would I need privacy to put on clothes? I didn’t know. It felt more intimate somehow,

it would look before I showed it to

kicked my legs into

me around the middle. But with Nicholas’s height, the leg length was far too

down I rolled the pant legs up and up and up. The roll was a bit bulky by the time my feet showed, but it was

over my

the rest of me a bit shapeless, but the only person I really cared about seeing

myself in the mirror. My hair was a mess from our lovemaking so I straightened it out