What would he say?
No, she fucks like a GodorYeah, we’ve not gone anywhere past second base because she’s too scared for this to get real.
I feel him bring his mouth closer to my ear, his breath tickling my neck.
“Are you trying to make me jealous or are you just trying to turn me on even more? Either way, it’s working,” he whispers, and my breath gets caught in my throat that I end up coughing like a maniac as he smirks at me. I don’t need a mirror to be able to tell how red my face is right now.
Luckily, I’m saved by Evan of all people.
“Let's play truth or dare,” he suggests. Scarlett scoffs and rolls her eyes.
“What? Are we in middle school?” she laughs.
“I never said it was going to be PG,” Evan retorts. She raises her eyebrows at him, sitting up out of Kennedy’s lap. “Truth or dare?”
“Truth,” Scarlett responds, holding his stare. The energy between them is lethal.
“Where is the weirdest place you’ve had sex?”
Kennedy and I exchange knowing glances. Kennedy clears her throat, attempting to smother her laugh while Scarlett gives her a wicked grin before turning back to Evan.
“In public or in general? Or both?” Scarlett asks innocently.
“Let’s go with both,” Evan replies.
“Our business class. A few weeks ago.”
Evan practically chokes on air, coughing horrifically while Kennedy and I finally burst out laughing. Miles lets out a ‘Jesus Christ’ under his breath while Xavier’s mouth hangs open.
“I’m afraid to ask but where their people in there?” Xavier asks, grimacing.
“No. Well, I don’t think so anyway. It was pretty dark,” Scarlett answers with a shrug.
“With who?” Evan asks when he gets his voice back.
His face is unreadable. It’s hard to tell whether he’s angry, dissatisfied, turned on or all three. You could cut the tension between them with a knife.
“That’s for me to know and you to never find out,” Scarlett says, tapping her nose.
“Okay, moving on,” Evan drags out, turning towards me and Miles. “Wren, truth or dare?”
“Dare.”
“I dare you to kiss the hottest guy in the room,” Evan says with a dark smile. I’m beginning to think he just enjoys stirring shit up. Before I can retort Kennedy butts in, again.
“God, if you want someone to kiss you so bad, just say it. You’re starting to sound desperate,” she groans.
“I’m not. I just want her to do when she’s been dying to sinceIgot in here,” Evan drawls. I feel Miles shift beneath me, his grip on my shoulder tightening. Evan’s a good-looking guy but there is no way I’m going to kiss him.
“Well, obviously, it’s not you, Evan. And sorry, Xavier it’s not you eitherbutyou were close second,” I say, and he shrugs happily. I move out of Miles’ grip, as I scramble on top of him, straddling him in my new favourite shirt and Christmas shorts.
“Uh, hi?"
“Hi,” I whisper back, smiling at him, before my fingers snake into the back of his head, pushing it gently onto the headrest and my mouth covers his.
It’s the kind of release I’ve needed since our last kiss. It’s slow at first, patient, our mouths getting used to the sensation again. His hands instinctively come around my hips, pushing me further into him until my front is flush against his hard chest.
I let myself drown in him, letting his lips fight over mine. Everything around us blurs when his tongue slips into my mouth, and I whimper as quietly as I can. I know exactly what I’ll be thinking about tonight when I use my present.
