Page 138 of Finding Delaware

“No, she does not, Matthew. That pig gives her the willies. She’s told me several times.”

“Moving on.” Matt shoots Xed a pleading look before tapping on the screen for Owen. “Truth or dare?”

“Dare,” Owen smiles, sliding his gaze to me coyly.

Big surprise.

“Let’s see...do a round of ‘fuck, marry, kill’ between the three people to your left?” Everyone turns to look at me, Logan, and Xed on the opposite side.

“Hmm.” Squinting, he looks between the three of us. “Well, I haven’t really known any of you that long, so...I guess I’ll fuck Huckslee, marry Xed and kill Logan? No offense,” he adds, smiling at Logan, who looks both offended and unamused. Glancing toward Taylor, I find him staring at Owen angrily, Salem wearing an almost identical expression next to him. Matt doesn’t look too pleased, either.

“Alright, Huck, truth or dare?”

Taylor’s ocean eyes slide to me, curiosity softening them, and I can’t help the grin that crosses my face.

“Dare.”

Maybe he’s rubbing off on me, but I want to rile Taylor up tonight.

Ninety-day trial period, he’d said. Like a fucking subscription. But if he’s down to try this out and see if we can make it, then I want to see how far I can push him. Just a little bit.

“Pick a woman in the room and have them pour a shot into your mouth from between their breasts,” Owen reads, seeming a bit put out, and everyone looks toward the only two women in the room.

Salem smirks at me darkly. “Unfortunately, I’m part of the itty bitty titty committee, so you’ll have to choose Miss Double D’s over there.”

Taylor coughs, hiding his laugh as Arya shouts and jumps from the couch excitedly.

“Yasss, this is so fun.” She pours vodka into a shot glass before shoving it in between her cleavage, and I almost drink my soda to pass on the dare. I wasn’t planning on drinking tonight. The way that Taylor’s eyes sparkle wickedly, though, has me holding his gaze as I slide to the floor and kneel at Arya’s feet.

Christian rubs his hands together. “Damn, you lucky boy.”

Rolling my eyes, I let her place her hands on my shoulders as I open my mouth. Leaning forward, she brings her tits close to my face until the shot pours onto my bottom lip, mostly my chin, and when she straightens with a squeal of joy, I grimace as I wipe my face.

“I am so gay. That literally did nothing for me.”

Taylor chuckles, flashing his teeth, but the smile vanishes when Owen laughs behind me.

“Oh my god, same.”

Right. Okay…

Taking the phone from him, I turn to Logan, already knowing what he’ll pick. “Here’s your truth, Loge. What are, um...” Reading the question, I blink, lips twitching. “What are your secret fetishes?”

As he starts turning beat red, my cell buzzes with a new message.

Taytay: Not the first time tonight you’ve gotten on your knees and taken it in the mouth ;)

Fucking hell.

I can feel his eyes on me as I thumb my reply.

Me: Won’t be the last, either.

His brows shoot to his hairline right as Logan takes a gulp of his beer, choosing not to answer the question. Salem shakes her head, looking away. Not for the first time, I wonder what someone so wild had ever seen in a guy as shy as Logan. Don’t get me wrong, I love my best friend. But when it comes to women, he’s as hopeless as me.

“Truth or dare, Xed?”

A heavy sigh falls from Xed’s lips. “If I’m forced to play this shit, I guess I’ll choose dare.”

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