#Chapter 53: Game Set Match

Kayla Noah looked anything but thrilled by my presence as we approached, and I felt my heart sink a little. Did he not like me or something? We’d hardly exchanged more than ten words between the two of us since we’d met. Nicholas, however, seemed as unbothered as ever. “Why would I leave my Luna sitting at home all day?” he chuckled as he set our bag down by the bench. I hated the way that word—Luna—made my cheeks instantly turn pink every time he said it. It wasn’t fair how easily he could do that to me, knowing fully well that I was his Luna in title and title only. Noah’s eyebrows lifted a little, but he didn’t comment further. Instead, he let out a small sigh and muttered, “Alright, then. I guess we’re making it a group game.” “Actually, I’m pretty sure Kayla has never played before,” Nicholas said, turning to me and handing me a racquet. “She might need some practice first.” I shot him a warning look. “I can figure it out on my own,” I said, eve