Page 31 of Perfectly Wedded

“Best out of five,” Leo answers.

Brax flips to another card. “Who initiated the first kiss?”

I shift in my seat. The only kiss we’ve had is the one at the wedding chapel—a forced kiss that I haven’t stopped thinking about. In a hypothetical situation, if I made the first move, I probably initiated the first kiss. I lift my black glove and Jaz gives me an approving smile that tells me we got the point.

“Two points Sloan and Vale,” Brax says, before moving along. He flips to the next card and narrows his eyes. “Who fell first?”

I frown. “How are we supposed to answer that?”

“One person had to realize it before the other,” Leo says. “Someonealwaysfalls first.”

“It’s not that obvious,” I say. “Unfair question.”

Leo looks at Brax. “Who fell first in your relationship, you or Jaz?”

“I did,” Brax says without missing a beat.

“See? Even your brother knows,” Leo says, as if this proves his point.

“Thanks, Brax,” I mutter, then lift the black glove just to give him an answer. When Sloan makes her choice, the guys erupt into cheers.Wrong again.

“Another point for the team,” Brax says a little too gleefully. “Last question will determine who wins The Newlywed Game.”

It’s our last shot. We have to get this one right because I don’t want to know what the team has planned for us if it’s wrong.

Brax looks at the question, then shakes his head. “I’m not asking this. It crosses the line.”

Rourke and Jaxon snicker in the back of the room. Knowing those guys, they probably submitted this question.

“Then I’ll ask it,” Leo says, plucking the card from his hand. He reads the card, then smirks. “Who was the most nervous on your wedding night?”

The guys howl with laughter. Sloan stiffens behind me as sweat prickles across my back. No matter how you answer, you make someone look bad. And I can’t tell them the truth: that we haven’t even had a typical wedding night.

I look at Leo. “You’re assuming thatsomeonewas nervous. And even if we were, that’s nobody’s business.”

“I agree.” Brax steals the card from Leo and tosses it to the side. “We’re not doing that one.”

“Well, it was a lot better than the other options I got,” Leo says in defense.

Brax sorts through the other cards and pulls one out. “Okay, here’s one. And remember, you don’t have to give any details. Just answer the question. Who has the biggest secret that they’re keeping from their friends?”

I freeze. Even though I know Brax didn’t set us up to fail, it feels like he did. Because we’ve been hiding the biggest secret in front of him this whole time.

I narrow my eyes. “If one of us had a secret, do you think we’d tell you that now?”

“Nobody’s asking you to reveal your secrets,” Leo clarifies.

I wish I could see Sloan’s face right now. Some sign so we could get this question right.

“Cast your vote,” Leo says. “Who has a secret?”

Sloan’s been so transparent with me about everything that I can’t imagine hernotbeing honest about other things. If anyone’s holding back, it’s me.

I finally cast my vote, lifting the black glove.

Leo’s mouth curves into a smirk. “Somebody bring out the whipped cream.”

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