All Chapters of Luna's Choice: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

“No! You didn’t say Uno!” I jump up out of my seat, a grin on my face as I point my finger at Victor. “What?! I did too!” He insisted, grinning and shaking his head. “I didn’t hear it.” Jason shrugs, giving a lazy smile as he fans himself with his cards.“Oh come on.” Victor groans, burying his face in his hands, but even as he does so, he’s smiling. We’d ended up sitting on the back patio all night playing games. We’d even grilled, made hamburgers and hotdogs. We’d been sipping on these super tasty lemonade drinks that had alcohol in them. I was four deep, and maybe feeling a little fuzzy because of them. I’d never actually drank before. Hell, I’d never had a night like this before at all. It had been a bit awkward at first, especially with the obvious tension between Quinton and Victor, but eventually that had faded and we’d all just started laughing and having fun together. I never thought I would be in a situation like this, getting to hang out with people my own age and have

“Okay, so you guys are going to sit down there, have your date. I want lots of smiles, lots of laughs, yeah?” Quinton and I both nod along with Laura as she instructs us on what to do for our date. We’d driven about an hour out to go to a different forest, one with “better” looking trees, Laura had informed us. The entire drive over Laura was telling us what kinds of things we should talk about if things got quiet, how we shouldn’t kiss on this date in front of the cameras even if we really, really, wanted to. I wonder if that has been a problem so far, because she mentioned it like five times.We’d walked through said trees and to a cliffside. The crew hovering around had gotten to work right away on laying out a blanket and a picnic on it. It looked very nice, very romantic. There was a wooden board with cheese and sliced meats on it, crackers and fruits. There were smaller plates with small sandwiches on them, and thing glasses with bubbling liquid in them. If someone was going to

That was torture. Pure and utter torture. Having to watch Angel flirt and blink those big pretty eyes up at another man made me want to rage out and tear that asshole's throat out. Every laugh he got out of her because of another dumbass joke made me tremble with anger. Every charming smile, every flirty comment he made at her made me hate him more and more. Couldn’t he see she didn’t really like him? Her smile was fake, forced for the cameras probably. When he’d scoot his hand that was resting on the picnic blanket closer to hers, she would move away. The way she was acting, the way she was smiling, it was nothing like she’d been doing when she was with me.That thought was basically the only thing keeping me from totally crashing out at this point. Still. I wanted to be the one taking her on a picnic, making her laugh and sitting leg to leg with her. I know I just met the girl, but something about her was making me very protective of her, and I was having a hard time fighting it

“You’re really bad at this.” “I know, I know. You don’t have to rub it in.” I laughed, and threw another ball up the ramp to the holes on the ski-ball machine. I made another shot in the fifty point hole, earning a disappointed groan from Chase. “You have to be cheating. I don’t know how, but you have to be.” He says as he tries, and fails, to make another throw into any of the holes. “Damn.” He tsks, shaking his head as the game declares me the winner. He looks over to me, and gives me a grin. “I’m being put to shame right now. Aren’t you supposed to let me win on the first date?” I smile, look up at him and little, and shrug. “I like winning too.” He laughs. “Of course you do. Who doesn’t? Come on, let’s play something I have a hope of winning at.” He turns, his eyes moving over the games. “How about… oh! Basketball.” He grins, pointing to the tall machine across the room. “That is not fair.” I grumble as I trail after him. He turns and walks backwards, his eyes on me. “Fair?

Honestly, I was almost one hundred percent sure the second Chase and I were in the view of the other cast members, he would take a more backseat approach to this new apparent interest he had in me. However, despite having just spent the whole day together, and walking back to the house together, even when we walked inside he was still glued to my side. “Do you want me to make you a snack? I’m going to make a sandwich.” He asks once we’re inside. “I guess.” I say. I watched with bewilderment as he walked ahead into the kitchen. I could hear him being greeted by the other guys, asking how the date went. I was actually about to sneak away, let him get distracted with boasting about his charming skills, when he suddenly looked out the kitchen into the entry way where I was still standing with a shell shocked expression. “Are you coming?” He asks, raising a brow. “Oh, yeah.” I mutter, kicking my ass into gear. I was having a hard time wrapping my head around him wanting to spend even