Page 84 of Doughn't Let Me Go

“NakedTruth or Lie?” He grins. “Dory, you perv. Let’s play.”

I laugh. “No, no. Not that. Besides, how would that even work?”

“You have to take off an article of clothing for every point the other person gets.”

“That sounds an awful lot like the last game we played.”

“Not true. We played that one for kisses.”

There’s the smallest amount of bite to his words. If I hadn’t spent the last few weeks with him, I might not have caught it. But I have, so I do.

He’s upset I wouldn’t let him kiss me.

“I’m sorry about that, Porter.”

Now he scoffs. “I don’t want your apology, Dory, because you have nothing to apologize for.”

“I do though. I said I’d kiss you and I didn’t. It’s just…” My hands grip the railing tighter. “Kisses mean something to me. I don’t know why, they just do. I think it’s because of my mom and how she treats relationships. She kisseseverybody, people she doesn’t have feelings for. To me, kissing means more than sex.”

“Because it means feelings?”

“Yes,” I say. “I know, it sounds dumb, huh?”

He doesn’t answer right away, and I chance a peek at him.

Porter’s looking at me with an expression on his face that I can’t quite describe. “No, that’s not dumb. Sex is sex. There’s pleasure we derive from it, and it’s just our basic instincts. We fuck to feed that need. We kiss to fillotherneeds. I totally understand what you’re saying.”

I gape at him and he reaches over, pushing my chin back up.

“Quit gaping.”

“I can’t. I just…I didn’t expect you to be so understanding about it.”

“Because I’m… Ah, shit—what was it again? A pompous annoying assertive dick?” He inclines his head my way. “Ass would have been better than dick. It flows more.”

I shove my hand against his face, pushing him away, and he does the most disgusting thing ever.

“Ew! Porter! What the fuck!”

I wipe my spit-covered hand across my stomach.

“Weird.” He grins. “I didn’t hear you complaining last time I licked you.”

“Oh my god.” I shake my head, my shoulders rising and falling with laughter. “You’re so—”

“Annoying?”

“Yes!” I clear my throat. “Now, let’s play our game.”

“Right, our boring game with no rewards.”

“That’s the one.”

He sighs. “What’s the twist?”

“We have to tell an embarrassing fact. Then we decide if it’s a truth or a lie.”

“Gonna be honest with you, Dory, this just sounds like you want me to sit around and tell you all the good dirt on me.”

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