Page 35 of Edge of Unbroken

“Uh, okay, Cheyenne. Truth or dare?”

Cheyenne looks sexy as always in a short, pleated skirt, fishnet tights, and black, knee-high combat boots. Her hair has gotten longer and it’s a fiery red with blonde highlights instead of black. Her black leather moto jacket is perfectly fitted, and to say she comes across as a complete badass would be an understatement.

“I’ll take truth.”

Steve’s face takes on a devilish expression, his grin so wide it seemingly takes over half his face. “Who was the better fuck? Shane or Ran.”

“Awkward!” Zack shouts, which is followed by laughter.

“Is it too late to switch to dare?” Cheyenne asks with a laugh.

“Yes,” Summer giggles. “You have to answer, Chey!”

Cheyenne looks at me for a moment, then back to Steve. “Hard to say, honestly. They were both so different. Both were fucking amazing,” Cheyenne muses. “But Ran got me off faster and harder…twice, so I’m gonna have to say Ran,” she says with a grin, and her eyes flit to me again.

I know she’s trying to get a rise out of me, but it honestly doesn’t matter to me that she slept with Ronan. I’m very aware of the fact that he was a bit of a playboy before he and I met. I knew he and Cheyenne hooked up, and I certainly know how good Ronan is in bed.

What comes out of my mouth next surprises even me. “I know exactly what you’re talking about, Cheyenne. Ran does the same to me.”

My statement is met by howling and wolf-whistling from the guys while Cheyenne’s grin is wiped off her face.

Vada laughs at my brazenness. “Dang, Kitty Cat.”

I’m not usually forward like this, but the alcohol certainly loosens me up. It’s always had that effect on me, and I both love and loathe it. I like that I don’t feel so buttoned up when I drink. I don’t overthink every single word before it leaves my lips. On the other hand, I’ve gotten myself into trouble more than once when drinking, my inhibitions lowered too much, too quickly.

“Okay, my turn, I guess,” Cheyenne grumbles when the whistling and laughter has finally died down. “Vada, truth or dare?”

“Truth!”

Cheyenne laughs mischievously. “Okay.”

Vada looks like she’s regretting her decision. “Maybe that was the wrong choice.”

“What’s the most random place you and Steve have had sex in?”

“Jesus, so fucking awkward!” Zack hates hearing about his sister and best friend having sex.

“Umm, are we talking full-on sex or does oral sex count?” Vada asks with a grin, and Steve groans, letting his head fall into his hands.

Cheyenne nods with a shrug. “Oral sex counts.”

“Then probably at the movies.”

Summer giggles from her spot on the sofa. “You guys had oral sex at the movie theater?”

“Yep,” Vada says proudly. “Right smack-dab in the middle of a slasher scene.”

Steve groans. “Fuck, babe.”

“What? She asked. I had to answer. Those are the rules.”

Shane is intrigued. “So, who gave whom oral sex?”

Vada doesn’t hesitate even a second. “I took care of Steve.” There’s not a hint of embarrassment on her face.

“Oh, nice!” Shane chuckles.

“It was.” Vada nods with a sly smile. “Right, babe?”

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