The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0224

We made it five steps out into the hallway before Nicholas started asking questions.

“Did something happen?” he asked.

I didn’t want to lie to him, so I shrugged. “Nothing big.”

“Nothing big is still something.

With my hand on his arm, Nicholas dictated how fast and slow we walked. He slowed now, making it

clear he would stretch this out if he needed to. He was worried about me, I could see from the look in his

eye. He wasn’t going to let me off the hook easily.

Softer, he asked, “Did Julian do something?”

“No,” I said. Julian had stopped himself before he could. That was assuming that leaning in for a kiss

had been what he was actually doing, and not just teasing me. “I don’t know. It was confusing.”

“Tell me.”

I wanted to. I needed to talk to someone about what happened, and who knew Julian better than.

Nicholas? But I was unsure. With their rivalry, and Nicholas’s jealousy, if he knew that Julian had tried to

how would

likely receive no answer that

been acting strange lately. He’s…

starting to wonder if he actually feels some kind of fondness

lowered, Bitterness clipped his words. “He cannot

any woman’s

say he had my heart.” Recognizing Nicholas’s jealousy, I gently corrected him. While I often

mind Nicholas’s envious side, especially when it came to kissing,

my

yet.” Nicholas sighed. “But please be careful. He’ll try to

the corner of my eye and thought of the mysterious Bridget

Nicholas truly steal her

imagine it, a time from before even Nicholas and I were together. Could Nicholas have been so

to his

hard as I could, I still couldn’t imagine Nicholas that way. Perhaps there had been a misunderstanding. Julian might have misread the entire thing. It just didn’t

around my waist. He kept it there, gradually tugging me closer and closer to

the candidates were

hallways were barren by now, the candidates in their rooms and the servants done for the day.

before we reached the top and could see

they

wrapped both arms around my waist and turned me toward him. I easily slotted against his chest.

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was the jealousy I recognized the sexy