“Ugh, that’s cheating,” Kaylee whined, putting a finger down alongside Elsie, Cole, and Dana.
“You prude!” Dana said with a laugh. “Maybe Elsie should fix that for you.”
Elsie's eyes lit with interest, and she giggled, pressing a kiss to the corner of my mouth. “Neverever?”
“Not even once,” I confirmed.
“Well, if only someone could do something about that...” she said innocently, claiming my lips softly.
“If only.”
“Okay, okay, lovebirds! Stay on task! Never have I ever… Been thrown out of a bar,” Kaylee mused.
“Cheap shot!” Cole groaned.
I made a noise like a buzzer with my mouth. “Wrong! Junior year, McNasty’s tavern. They double-checked your fake ID and booted all of us.”
“Right, fuck. Yeah.” She put her finger down, and so did I. “Whoops.”
“No?” I asked Dana and Elsie, raising an eyebrow. “My goody-goodies.”
“Never have I ever dined and dashed,” Cole said, finishing off the rest of his drink.
Elsie put a finger down and sighed. “I still feel bad about it, but I wassobroke… Never have I ever gone to rehab.”
Everyone's fingers stayed up, though everyone but Dana only had one left.
I grinned, ready to deal the finishing blow. “Never have I ever had a threesome.”
Elsie and Dana stiffened, their eyes suddenly hot on my skin.
“Is that so?” Dana asked quietly, surveying me over the rim of her glass.
Kaylee knocked the rest of her drink back, standing to collect a bottle of whiskey from the kitchen, grumbling the entire way. She popped the cork with her teeth, taking a deep swig with an accusatory finger pointed my way. “Dirty cheater.”
“How can I cheat if it’s just something I haven’t done, Kayl?”
She groaned, rubbing her hands over her face. “Because! That’s why!”
Dana poured another round of drinks while Elsie snuggled impossibly closer on my lap, lips grazing my jaw.
“Those are good,” the little blonde vampire complimented the drinks, pressing a soft kiss against my neck, followed by another.
“A personal favourite.”
“Let’s play another round ofHoarse. I feel my luck changing!”
The vampires and I swapped to water halfway through the round, and by the time the fifth race was won, Kaylee was teetering in her seat.
“Dibs on sleeping on this fancy-ass sofa,” she slurred, flopping down onto the cushions with a softoof.
Cole stood, offering a wave. “That’s my cue to grab a cab and get some beauty sleep.” He leaned over for an admittedly awkward one-armed hug around me and Elsie before grabbing his jacket to head out. “Try to get some water in her before bed.”
“Can do,” I called back to the sound of the door closing.
Elsie’s arms wrapped around my neck, her ruby eyes flicking to my lips.
Warmth that had nothing to do with liquor spread to my belly, and my hands found her hips.