Maybe it was the fact that I used my old nickname for Shelly that provoked her to accept the challenge, but we pulled the chairs close together and sat knee to knee.
Hunter and Willow did the same, joking that their twin connection would give them an advantage over Storm and Tristan, who couldn’t stop laughing about the funny faces they were making at each other.
“Wait, shouldn’t the person with the message write it down before we start?” Hunter asked. “I mean as proof in the end. Otherwise the couples could cheat.”
“You’re always so competitive,” Willow teased him. “It’s a party game, you can’t win anything.”
“Then why call it a game in the first place?”
“Shhh, just look into my eyes, and read my mind.”
“The timer is set for two minutes,” Tristan informed us. “Starting…. Now.”
Shelly grew serious as she locked eyes with me.
I love having sex with you.
I love having sex with you.
I love having sex with you.
I love having sex with you.
I kept thinking the same thought over and over while pouring my regret for making the stupid ultimatum into my message.
I love being close to you.
I love being close to you.
I love being close to you.
The intensity of looking into her eyes and seeing every speck of light reflected in her dilated pupils made my heart race. I’d seen her pupils dilated like that when she was aroused, but it was probably the weed that was doing it now.
I smiled a little, and Shelly mirrored me with a small smile of her own. My stomach did a somersault and I wet my lips fighting my desire to lean in and kiss her.
I love….There were so many things I loved about Shelly.
I love…I couldn’t remember what message I’d started out with, only that it started with “I love.”
I love…
Her smile widened and I took a deep breath in to steady my heart.
I love… your smile.
I love your eyes.
I love your hair and your sharp brain.
I love… I love…Releasing the air in my lungs, I finally knew what my message was.
I love everything about you.
I love everything about you.
I love everything about you.
I love…