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She smiles but shakes her head. “Nope. But I’ll have to look for a travel version. I love that game.”

“All right, what did you have in mind then?”

“Do y’all play Truth or Dare across the pond?”

I bark out a laugh. Her accent is enchanting, just a hint of a south Texas twang. “I can’t say that I’ve ever played, but I’m familiar with the game. It is a teenage kissing game, yes?”

She claps her hands, then rubs them together. “Among other things.”

“Why do I feel like I’ve just agreed to something terrible?” Still, I smile at her. I push the black frames of my glasses up my nose.

“It’s too late now. But I will let you choose if you want to go first or second.”

“I’ll go first and ask you, truth or dare?”

“I don’t know you quite well enough for a dare just yet, so I’ll take truth.”

“Excellent. Are you single?”

“Very.”

That is fantastic news. “Your turn.”

“Truth or dare?”

“Dare.”

Her brows shoot up. “You’re either brave or cocky.”

“Well, there’s not too much you can dare me to do while we’re stuck in a metal box suspended by cables.”

She squeezes her eyes shut. “Perhaps not quite such graphic descriptions of our predicament next time. We’re trying to forget where we are, remember?”

“Right. My apologies.”

“Okay so I dare you to pull up your phone contacts.”

When I don’t move, she nods. “Go ahead, more instructions coming.”

I chuckle. I pull up my contacts and show it to her.

She plucks it out of my hand and scrolls through. Then she looks up at me, her eyes bright and shining with mischief.

Goddamn she’s attractive.

“I dare you to tell me the sexiest thing about,” she glances back down at my phone, “Florence Brickman.”

I bark out a laugh. “First, that is my great aunt, second, she’s eighty-seven.”

She tsks her tongue and shakes a finger at me. “A dare is a dare.” She leans forward, her eyes narrowing playfully. “Accept or answer an exceptionally hard truth.”

“Jillian, you are quite the ball-buster, aren’t you?”

“You have no idea.”

“I suspect I’d very much like to, love. Now then, ask your hard truth as I won’t be thinking of Aunt Florence in any of those terms.”

“Fair enough.” She bites down on those blood-red lips. With her leaning a little closer to me, I can see she has a tiny diamond on the right side of her nose and a tiny mole dotting the spot right above the bow of her lips. “What non-erogenous part of a woman’s body do you find the sexiest?”

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