The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story

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Terry slowly trailed his hand up the length of my thigh. He stopped at the meatiest point, just beneath my hip and squeezed.

I wanted to bolt from the table. I wanted to elbow him in the ribs or kick at his shins.

All I could actually do was sit very still and try not to draw attention from the cameras or the guests, while simultaneously trying to only get Julian to notice.

However, every time Julian glanced at me, his attention was immediately claimed again by Joyce sitting beside me. It was strange to hear him talk so much, especially when the topics. seemed to be entirely superfluous.

“Did you watch that television show the other night?” Joyce asked.

“I don’t watch a lot of TV,” Julian replied.

“It was such a good episode.”

Julian nodded, and glanced back at me.

I widened my eyes.

“Did you hear what happened to Aunt Ruby?” Joyce said.

Julian’s eyes went to Joyce again. “No, what?”

“She bought another dog.”

Julian huffed a laugh. “Don’t word it like that, then, Joyce. You made it sound like it was something serious.”

“A new dog is a serious commitment,” Joyce said.

“Yeah, but…”

at me again for a long moment. When he did, it was

was rubbing his hand on my thigh, back and forth. His fingers were moving

from him, but he simply moved his hand right along with me, keeping it affixed to my leg like he had

dress was the very last

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steak is to die for.” He speared a piece of the meat and held his fork

taste.

something off of his fork felt overly intimate. It had even garnered the attention of several nearby candidates and the cameras. The candidates gave

advances. If I rejected, it would be like a slap in the face. I might as well show myself out now

the host.

way disgust swirled within it,

leaned forward, closed my eyes, and accepted the bite of meat from Terry’s

I wanted to spit

glass

eyes shot

glass so tightly it shattered. Blood dripped down from his

Don’t know your own strength perhaps?” Terry was absolutely delighted by the display and made no attempts to hide it. “You should go clean yourself up before you stain the tablecloth.”

frowned harder, but, after casting a glance at Julian, who nodded in return, Nicholas excused himself from the

shards and replaced the

one.

me. He leaned in and whispered, “Now

on my upper knee.

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that only made him

with nowhere to go. No one was coming for