Page 58 of Would You Rather
“We’ll see about that,” Leila says, smiling at him.
“I’ll join, too.” Gabi lifts herself off the couch, helping James up until he’s propped on the crutches.
Leila turns to face her boyfriend, smirking at him. “You want to play against me?” she asks him. “I’ll switch the beers to soda.”
Aiden grins as Leila stands between his legs, his hands dropping to her hips as he sits on the edge of the couch. “You sure you want to lose?”
“I won’t lose,” she says, narrowing her eyes at him.
He laughs. “You do remember I’m a pro at dunking balls, right?”
She smirks at him. “And you do know I’m good at playing with balls, right?”
He lets out a groan, pulling her toward him. I swear those two are a second away from saying fuck the game and heading into a bedroom or a bathroom. “You’re playing dirty,” he says.
Leila grins at him. “Only way to play. Come on. If you win, I’ll do that thing you like.”
His brows shoot up, intrigue swimming in his eyes. “And if you win?” he asks, his face an inch away from hers. “What do you get, hm?” His lips brush against hers. “What do you want from me?”
She’s breathing hard, and I look around. Her friends are all smiling at them. This must be a regular occurrence. Gabi’s eyes meet mine and she laughs at my expression. “I get a massage,” Leila tells her boyfriend.
He laughs, pulling back. “You really want that massage, don’t you?”
She shrugs. “I love your hands,” she says. “They’re so big and soft.”
He grins seductively. “My hands are good for other things, too,” he whispers, but not quietly enough.
“As much as I love watching live porn,” James says. “I’d love to actually play before I die of old age.”
They laugh, making their way over. Grayson lifts himself off the couch, Rosie’s hand intertwined with his. “You guys coming?” he asks.
“Maybe later.”If my erection ever goes down.
He nods, pulling Rosie toward the game. Music fills the area, and I’m so painfully aware of Madeline beside me.
“Are you…” She trails off, embarrassed to finish the sentence.
“Yeah,” I breathe out, wanting her away from me and to never leave at the same time. I can’t fucking think when she’s near me. “You can get up now.”
She lifts herself off my lap, and I don’t even have time to think about how cold I feel without her because my attention is snagged by the asshole checking her out.What a way to kill an erection.
My jaw tightens when I see none other than Connor smiling at her as he talks to his friends. I turn my eyes to Madeline, seeing her stare back at him.
I let out a scoff, my body growing hot. “What’s your obsession with that guy?” I ask her, lifting myself up to stand beside her.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she says.
“You know exactly what I’m talking about.”
I see her look up at him once again, and their eyes lock. He can’t stop staring at her, even while I’m here, right beside her. I can’t blame him. Madeline is a fucking sight, especially with her dainty little outfit she has on today. She’s probably the most gorgeous woman here.
But as far as he knows, she’s mine. I’ve told him as much, but it’s clear that he doesn’t care. He walks toward us – no, towardher- and my jaw is so tight it hurts. This fucker has a death wish.
He grins when he approaches her, completely ignoring that I’m right here. “Madeline,” he says. “Nice to see you.” With a rich, dark voice like that, of course, she falls at his fucking feet.
This guy needs to know she’s off limits, to him and to everyone else. I lift my arm, letting it drift down her back, the satiny material beneath my fingertips so soft. I wrap my hand around her waist and pull her swiftly into me. She gasps when she finds herself plastered to my side, but she doesn’t make any move to pull away.
“Hey,” I say to this asshole, giving him a smile that’s so fake it makes me want to puke. “Connor, right?”
