The Luna Choosing Game by Jane Above Story novel Chapter 367

Chapter 0367 

Nicholas continued to stare at me, waiting for my answer. He seemed entirely unbothered by the gathered crowd of their assumptions. 

“Piper?” he asked, when I hesitated. 

“Of course we can speak,” I said. 

Nodding, he turned. 

“If you will excuse me,” I said, first to Julian and then to the gathered crowd. Then I darted to follow in Nicholas’s shadow. He had already started walking 

away. 

When we were far side. 

gh out of earshot, I moved from Nicholas’s shadow to his 

“Those girls are the same ones who have made assumptions about us… I’m afraid your request might have added more fuel to the fire,” I said. 

“I need to speak with you. Did you want me to wait until after the ball?” 

“No, of course not. But those girls… and probably others…” I stepped closer to him and lowered my voice. I didn’t want to risk being overheard. “They can tell about us just from the way you look at me.” 

Nicolas lifted his brow, then glanced at the limited space between us. I quickly stepped to the side, away from him. He frowned, clearly displeased by the action. 

The displeasure seeped into his voice. “Am I supposed to stop looking at you?” 

“No,” I huffed. “But when you look at me in a certain way…” 

“What certain way?” he asked. 

I glanced around quickly. Nicholas had walked us into the corner of the room, away from the any eavesdroppers. Good. I could drop the act for a minute. 

“Come on, Nick. Why are you being so difficult about this?” 

“I’m not being difficult, Piper. I just don’t think it matters. They are always going to think what they want, but they don’t have proof.” 

“But we need to play our parts. We need to keep up appearances.” 

“We are doing that.” 

“Are we? When we keep looking at each other like we love each other? I bit 

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Nicholas didn’t like that. His brow lowered. He stepped closer to me, right up into my space. “Looking at each other like we what, Piper?” 

I swallowed down the words. Looking up at the intensity of his gaze, I felt a warmth in my chest. He knew what I had been about to say. He had to. He just wanted me to admit it. 

But how could I? This was hardly the time or the place, even though my heart hammered from simply being near him. From him looking at me like this.