Filed To Story: The Perfect Luna by Marissa Gilbert
“Wait,” Kai whispered into her hair, her heart fluttering in her chest at the sounds of his husky voice. She could feel that by some miracle, the king already had some kind of pants on. He probably had a secret stash of clothes somewhere here, which was a relief to her.
“It was a really long day,” Savannah offered, and they both knew it was the truth. “I am aware,” he admitted. “But I don’t want it to end like this.”
“Like what?” The girl turned to face him, and a corner of her soft lips curled slightly. “Like the day the Northern King gave me the ride of my life?”
He couldn’t help a low growl that escaped his chest. She was teasing him knowingly when he could barely control himself around her as it was.
“Savvy,” Kai pulled her so close that he could hear her hastened heartbeat, “sometimes you are playing with fire.”
“What can I say,” she shrugged, “I always liked dangerous games.”
“Savannah,” he exhaled reproachfully as he pulled her closer and took her chin into his warm, rough palm..
“What?” She tried to avert his gaze, but it stopped being important when he leaned forward to capture her lips, stealing her breath away. His hand glided to the back of her neck, fingers lacing with silky strands of her hair to tug it softly so that she would arch her back for him.
Kai deepened the k*iss, still holding her tight against himself. However, this time he managed to stop first, panting and wanting more, neither moving away nor continuing what he started. He gently pressed his forehead over hers, savoring their moment as their noses brushed over each other.
“Good night, Savannah,” he whispered and then took a step back, startling her. “Really?” she raised her brow questioningly.
“Really,” Kai took her hand and bowed to k*iss it, his warm lips touching her skin briefly to send a wave of… tingles.
“What a gentleman,” Sayyy giggled, trying to not let him know that this little gesture was driving her crazy with l*st for him.
“You said it was a long day yourself,” he reminded her.
“I did, didn’t I?” The princess tilted her head to watch him intently, and then a sly grin spread over her face. “You sister and Beta are trying to reach you, aren’t they?” She covered her mouth so as not to laugh too disrespectfully.
“It’s going to be a long night, too,” he chuckled, admitting the truth and stretching his hand to tuck a lock of hair behind her ear. “Dream of me, all right?”
“No way!” she shoved his hand away playfully and limped in the direction of the backdoor. She stopped before she got too far, turning back to glance at him. “Think of what could have been while they nag you.”
The king’s lips parted, and the princess was finally able to escape. Savvy was walking up the stairs for some time when she finally decided to give up and sat down to remove the shoe, rightfully deciding that it would be faster to walk with bare feet than like this..
“Savannah?” She heard a familiar voice call her and turned to see Astrid with a girl she didn’t know walking out of the corridor that contenders usually used. Savvy noticed a small suitcase in the stranger’s hands. The girl wore a wine-red dress that hugged her generous curves perfectly and played with her ebony-black curls right next to her revealing cleavage.
Yes, Savvy would remember someone like that. She was new. “Hi,” the princess greeted the fellow contender. “I just had some air outside.”
“And lost your shoe?” the newcomer scoffed.
“Emma!” Astrid scolded her. “Sorry, Savannah. Emma just arrived. I finally managed to get them to let one of my friends stay with me. Everyone here has a support team, and I felt lonely.”
“Understandable,” Savvy nodded. She was ready to agree to anything as long as the focus was off her.
“So, what happened to the shoe?” Astrid giggled. “You didn’t think you were getting away with it, did you?”
Of course, she didn’t. Getting some air was a lame excuse, and she knew it. “Well,” Savvy sighed, “I went for a run, but when I came back, my shoe was missing.”
“Really?” Astrid rolled her eyes and gave her a hand, helping her stand up. “It must be Celia or Inga. Those two have no boundaries!”
“Yeah, probably.” Savannah just went with it. It was better than the truth. Although, of course, she knew that Astrid didn’t buy the little lie. She was too smart for that.
“By the way,” the girl changed her voice to a whisper. “Emma just found out what tomorrow’s task will be.”
“Oh really?” Savvy looked at her in surprise. Was she really going to tell her? “Obviously, it’s a big secret,” Astrid added, even quieter than before.
“Then maybe you shouldn’t share it with another contender!” Emma hissed, narrowing her eyes.
“Savannah is a friend,” Astrid looked slightly annoyed. “I need someone in the compet*ition who won’t stab me in the back. Trust me, Em, she is the only one here who wouldn’t!”
“No promises!” Savvy snorted, and her new self-proclaimed friend giggled as well.
“Seriously,” the blonde sighed, “I tried talking to everyone here and other than you, Petra is the least blood-thirsty one. Can we agree to be on the same side at least until the final trial?”
“Are you sure we are going to stay here that long?” a chuckle escaped the princess. “Do you even remember that we are the least desirable contenders here?”
“We are the most underestimated ones!” Astrid corrected her with a smirk. “Something tells me, you are getting far in this contest. And I am not a quitter either!”
“Feisty little southerner!” Savvy giggled. “Fine! I like the idea. Now, spill. What is the next challenge?”
“Interviews,” Astrid replied, looking around cautiously. “Emma just arrived and saw that the twin’s filming crew came right before her.”
“Maybe they are just going to film everything as usual,” Savannah suggested.
“Unlikely.” Astrid shook her head as the three of them climbed up the stairs. “She saw folders with our names, and they discussed questions as they waited for the security check. We don’t know any specifics.”
“Too bad!” Savvy chuckled..
“And what information do you have to thank Astrid’s kindness?” Emma grunted behind them.
“Em, please!” her friend begged and looked at Savvy apologetically. “I know who will be the twin’s main target,” the princess winked at her two companions. “Something we don’t know!” The brunette did not seem impressed by her humour.
“Doesn’t matter,” Astrid intervened. “If Savvy happened to know something, she would tell me too.”
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