I took a swig of the beer in front of me and sighed. “I guess dare.” The second I said it, I immediately regretted it. I could see the wicked gleam in her eyes.

Fuck...

“Dare, huh? Okay, well, I dare you to kiss Joe.”

Instantly, Joe’s head snapped toward me and his smile grew. “I like this dare.”

“Can I change my answer to truth?”

Joe frowned, his brow wrinkling in disappointment.

“Nope, once you say it, it’s final,” Josie exclaimed, goading me on. “Now, kiss my brother.”

Embarrassed, I moved across the couch until my face was inches away from his. “Sorry about this, Joe.”

He shrugged. “I guess I’ll have to suffer through it,” he said with a laugh.

Our lips met as the heat of our bodies intensified. At first it was just lip to lip, but then tongues somehow got involved, and his arms were around my waist, tightening more with every passing second.

When I finally pulled away, I was flushed from the cheeks down.

“Phew,” Josie yelled, fanning her face. “That was fucking hot as hell.”

Joe grinned. “It sure the fuck was.”

I needed air. The tension in the room was getting hotter and hotter by the second.

“Shasta, it’s your turn.”

I turned to face Josie. “Okay, Josie, truth or dare?”

“Oh, I always take the dares.”

“She really does,” Joe said, downing all of his beer in two gulps, his eyes never leaving mine.

“Okay, I dare you to kiss Ramona.”

Ramona instantly went still, her eyes shooting daggers in my direction. I gave her a pointed look, knowing this was the only way a union between them would ever get started.

“Eek, I thought you’d never ask.” She moved across the room, and took Ramona’s face in her hands, staring deeply into her eyes before they shared the most panty-wetting, passionate kiss I’d ever seen in my life.

When they finally came up for air, Josie held her arms up in triumph. “Yes! I finally got to kiss the woman I’ve been secretly in love with for months.” She covered her mouth. “Oops, I should’ve saved that for a truth.” Without skipping a beat, and definitely in need of a change of subject. She turned to her brother. “Okay, big brother. Your turn. Truth or dare?”

The heat of his stare intensified when our eyes met again, and I had to force myself to look away.

“Truth.”

“Is it true you got the hots for Shasta?”

He opened another beer bottle with his bicep. It wasn’t even a twist top! God, who knew opening a beer bottle could look that hot? Taking a long pull from his beer, he glanced his sister’s way before looking back at me, the corner of his lips quirking up into a slight smirk. “That’s absolutely one hundred percent true.”

Fuck my life.

Chapter Fourteen

Priest

“You look lost, Prez.”