The Luna Choosing Game

Chapter 0544

Eventually, though, we both gave in to our more mature impulses and separated so Nicholas could get dressed. He slipped on his shorts, and then held up the shirt that had been our blanket.

It was almost certainly ruined: wrinkled and covered in sand, with a few mystery wet spots here and there. He rolled it up into a tight ball and held it in his hand.

I lifted a brow at him.

*I think I'd only generate more questions by wearing this as it is," he said.

Yeah, he was probably right.

Back home, the two of us returning from somewhere with him being shirtless would have people wondering, but here, we were surrounded by beach and ocean. Sunbathing could be a perfectly logical explanation for his state of dress - or rather, undress.

No one should really think better of it.

happen. Bridget might as well, especially now that she knew the truth of Nicholas's and my intimacy. But frankly, at this particular

to bother thinking about her

he pulled back with a sigh. "Let's get going or I'll keep

was tempting, but... Well, at the very least, I needed to

the opposite way from the deck where most likely everyone else had gathered. Near the front of the house, we passed the runway. There was a plane

reached out and touching my

Charlotte behind her. Three more servants, larger men, walked around Charlotte: one

pulled my arm from Nicholas's hold - which wasn't overly difficult. He must have

look at me, even as the other servants

Selma said. She held out her arms, blocking my path. She was slighter than me,

had here, especially when I had no idea what the King had planned for me

but he stood silently beside me