The Luna Choosing Game

After a few kisses, Nicholas excused himself to change into his own swim trunks. I opted to stay behind, knowing if I went with him, we would be thoroughly distracted for so long that our absence would definitely be noticed.

No, it was better that we parted for now.

I went into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. The green swimsuit Nicholas had picked out for me was tasteful. It did show off my curves, but in a classy kind of way. My midriff and back were exposed, but not so much so that I felt naked, like I did when I was wearing the bikini.

Nicholas had good taste.

Comfortable, I headed downstairs and out onto the deck, looking for everyone else. I found them out on the sand, near where a volleyball net had been erected. Nathan was directing the camera crew nearby, setting them up for the best shots.

Veronica spotted me and waved me over. She had on a one-piece swimsuit with a halter top, covered in polka dots.

Her hair was up in a loose bun.

been picked,” she said. “Do you know how to play?” “A little?” I hadn’t

I've never played before in

minutes until Nicholas joined us. My thoughts fizzled out when I spotted him. His shorts were low on his hips and he wasn’t wearing a shirt, revealing miles of

have stared at him for hours,

glance to before, bounded over to Nicholas as he descended from the deck. Her tiny two-piece bikini barely covered her bouncing breasts or her ass. It was as if she was wearing two tiny strips of fabric, not an actual

spun around,

kept his glance the other

though outwardly, I tried to keep myself contained. Beside me, Julian was less subtle, crossing

on one team, and Nicholas, Bridget, and Jessica on

a position of being able to stare at Nicholas’s bare chest through the mesh net was not a good idea, and I missed several of the early volleys that should have been

played the game before,