The Luna Choosing Game

Chapter 0527

I had been naked for a while, but suddenly, with Bridget here now, seeing us, I felt vulnerable and exposed in a way I had never been with just Nicholas alone.

I held up the towel, blocking as much of myself - and Nicholas - as I could.

"What the hell, Bridget?" Nicholas snapped. Where my first instinct had been

embarrassment, Nicholas's had been anger. He twisted me in his arms, hiding me behind the cover of his body as much as he could. "Since when don't you knock."

Instead of leaving, Bridget came more fully into the room and then casually closed the door behind her. She turned back around, facing us, and she glared at us both.

"I'd wanted to talk to you, Nicholas. Privately, I had no idea you'd have... company." The word dripped with venom.

"Leave, Bridget," Nicholas said, his voice lowering dangerously. "Now."

Bridget crossed her arms. "You both must think I'm some kind of idiot. I've suspected you have been screwing around for a while now."

"This isn't your business," I said, voicing my own displeasure. She seemed perfectly content to stand there and judge our nakedness. "At least tum your back!"

Bridget totally ignored me. She kept her glare leveled entirely at Nicholas. "As your friend, it's my job to tell you how absolutely careless you are being."

To be fair, we really should have made sure that door was locked. Yet I got the feeling that wasn't what Bridget had been talking about.

"Do you have any idea the damage you are doing to Piper by indulging her like this?" Bridget said. Her face was twisted with anger.

She seemed genuinely upset... on my behalf?

What the hell was she talking about?

"Piper isn't like us, Nicholas. She'll get the wrong idea," Bridget continued. "You shouldn't toy with someone who might start to dream of a better life than the terrible one that waits for her when she goes back home."

Wait. What the hell!

just as Nicholas said,

you intend to marry her? Are you going

enough!" I said. Finched forward, careful to keep the towel covering us, as

but right there along with it was fear. I didn't want Nicholas to answer some of Bridget's questions. I had my nice little fantasies. Hearing Nickolas shoot holes in them would hurt me too much. I couldn't even stand the thought

talk about me like I'm not here," I said fiercely. "I'm not some kind of wilting flower who can't stand up for myself.

that pit on that jungle island, and

It was too much.

trying to help you,

believe you," I snarled. "If you cared about me at all, you wouldn't have left me

pitt

already apologized for that," she

"You never did."

"You forgave me!"

we could move

like she was the one up on her high horse, taking the high road,

best interest at heart. Whatever this is, it has nothing to do

Maybe she thought Nicholas was sleeping with the bottom of the barrel. Whatever she thought, she should just say that, instead of

to protect you!"

I didn't believe her.

Nicholas said

made a loud harrumph in frustration. She pointed straight at me. "I'll leave when she does. For both of your

"Bridget," Nicholas snapped,

was to say she wouldn't be coming right back with Nathan or a camera crew in tow? It was bad enough that she had seen

to suspect, and entirely another to see it in action. Whatever else she thought of it, she now knew that Nicholas and I were intimate. That was

hand on Nicholas's

said. "I should

his face, a question raised in his eyes. I knew without doubt

until the very end of the world. He'd muscle Bridget out of this room

I didn't want that. And when his anger eased, he would come to regret such