Page 106 of Sour Lollipops and Sweet Nightmares
Her entire body immediately stiffened. The tension radiating off her didn’t bother me at all. I liked making people uncomfortable, and Ienjoyed making her feel that way. I might’ve even pushed her buttons until she snapped, if frustration wasn’t tensing up my body.
Georgia kept shifting around nervously, making it impossible for me to concentrate on anything. I couldn’t hear anyone speak or see the bottle spin as the game carried on.
The only thing that existed at this moment in time was Georgia’s ass rubbing against my cock. It didn’t help that my closeness had seemingly caused her to sober up. So, not only was she moving around on my lap, but she was also trembling. I could smell the fear coming off her.
“Truth or dare, Georgia?” Zoe asked.
My fingers dug into the cushion as her hips shifted, and she said, “Truth.”
A smile spread across Zoe’s face. “Who would you rather kiss, Issac or Kash?”
“I don’t know.” Georgia’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment. “I’ve never kissed anyone before.”
That not only got Kash’s attention but mine as well. I knew she was a virgin, but I had no idea that she was that innocent. I expected the lust on Kash’s face—his nickname was cherry picker after all—but the flush of need that coursed through me was not. I wanted her more now than I did before.
“That’s not an answer,” Zoe argued. “You have to pick one.”
If she said Kash’s name, I was going to gut the bastard right here.
“The game isTruthor Dare,” Georgia reiterated, emphasizing the word truth. “And the truth is that I don’t know. If you don’t like that answer, I can’t help you, and if you want me to lie, then we should be playing a different game.”
Layton, Kash, Stacy, and Ravi snickered, Levi muttered a ‘damn’, and Ginny looked over at Georgia for the first time since we walked in the room. There was something supremely sexy about the way timid little Georgia Pyne put queen bitch Zoe in her place. The only person who wasn’t impressed was Zoe.
“Alright then…” Zoe sat up with her eyes locked on Georgia. “Let’s play a different game.”
That wasn’t a suggestion. It was a challenge. Zoe’s favorite pastime was crushing people’s spirits, especially if said person dared to stand up to her. Most girls backed down when confronted with that look on her face thatsaid, ‘I’ll eat you for breakfast.’
But not Georgia.
She sat up, crossed her arms, and said, “Fine. What game did you have in mind?”
“How about… Seven Minutes in Heaven?”
Georgia suddenly didn’t seem so sure of herself. “Is that the one where you have to go in the closet with someone for seven minutes?”
“That’s right. Why?” Zoe shot her a fake frown. “Is the virgin too afraid to play?”
“I’m not afraid.” Georgia insisted, even though I could feel her trembling.
“Good. Then you won’t have a problem spinning the bottle.”
No one said a thing as Georgia’s eyes went from the bottle to Zoe and back again. I watched her waiting to see what she would do. Zoe just called her bluff. So would she admit defeat and back down, or would she continue her facade of bravery? This moment would give me some insight into how hard it would be to break her.
“Come on,” Zoe sang when Georgia didn’t move. “We’re waiting.”
“That’s enough,” Kash piped in. “Leave Georgia alone.”
Both Zoe and I swung our glares his way, but Georgia stood up before either of us could say anything. “I don’t need your help, Kash.”
For some reason, Georgia looked uncomfortable and bit insulted that Kash stood up for her. Hadn’t anyone ever stood up for her before? I didn’t know much about her past. There were no pictures of Georgia engaged in activities in school yearbooks.
She didn’t have social media or any friends that I could find. It was just her and her mother. But why? Georgia didn’t have the meekness of someone who had a history of being bullied. So, why didn’t she have anyone?
Georgia huffed out a breath, muttered, “It’s just a game.” Then she got off my lap and spun the bottle.
It spun around, clinking on the table as the neck slowed down and came to a stop, pointing directly between Kash and myself.
“Look at that.” Zoe let out a laugh. “You have to choose after all.”
