Page 56 of Plight
“I’m gonna go truth this time,” I said with a nod of my head.
“Okay. Are you honestly happy to see me again, despite our reintroduction?”
“Yes. Of course I am.”
He nodded and smiled, seeming pleased with my answer.
“You did freak me out at first, though,” I added.
“No!” he said, feigning shock. “Really?”
“Yep. Your legal jargon nearly earned you a Facebook ban.”
“My legal jargon is sexy.”
“No, it’s not!” I laughed and subsequently jerked my foot. “Owww.”
“Be careful. You don’t want to do more damage.”
“No, I don’t, otherwise I can never leave.”
“I dare you to do star jumps,” he said enthusiastically.
“Ha ha, very funny. And it’s your turn, not mine.”
“Fine. I choose dare.”
“No. I want you to choose truth.”
“Bad luck. It doesn’t work that way.”
“But I chose truth so you should too.”
“Again, it doesn’t work that way, Danielle.”
“Ugh! You suck.”
“What was that?” he said, placing his hand to his ear. “You dare me to suck? Sure. What should I suck?” He lifted my foot and gestured toward my big toe. “This?”
“Don’t. You. Fucking. Dare.”
“I’m sorry. Is that a dare?”
“No! Elliot! I mean it. I can’t handle that shit.”
He lifted my foot higher, knowing I couldn’t yank it away.
“Please. You can suck anywhere else, just not my toe.”
His eyebrows rose, slowly, a predatory look rolling from his suggestive face. “Anywhere?”
“Well, not anywhere,” I answered, a nervous chill heating my body.
“But you said. And it is a dare, remember?”
“Fine. Anywhere … that doesn’t require the removal of clothing,” I added, smiling satisfactorily.
My clever answer didn’t appear to deter the determination in his eyes as he lowered my foot. “Dare accepted.”
