“I have to confess something.”
Goosebumps flash across my skin at how sexy his voice is. Low and rough. Soft too, somehow.
“My type is blonde too,” he rasps. “Except I like green eyes. Not blue.”
My breath catches as I look at him. He winks at me, his mouth slanted up in the sexiest smile.
I let out a shaky breath. This flirty thing between us is going really,reallywell.
He gets pulled into a conversation with his teammates. For the rest of the night, he’s busy talking to them or his coaches. I chat with Anna and Poppy.
When dinner finally ends, we all walk out of the restaurant.
“Who’s up for an after-party at our house?” Nick asks the group. We all say yes.
Since it’s a busy Saturday night, it’s harder to find an available rideshare. We all end up piling into a minivan.
I’m in the back with Anna and Poppy, while Blake, Nick, and Travis are smashed together in the middle seat. Leo is sitting in the front with the driver.
“Is that your hand on my ass, Blakey-boy?” Nick says.
I burst out laughing.
Blake rolls his eyes while smiling. “You wish, St. George.”
Nick pats Blake’s cheek. “I didn’t know I was your type.”
We all laugh. Travis rolls his eyes.
We make it back to the house. Half the hockey team arrives a few minutes later, ready to party. Everyone starts pouring drinks and taking shots.
Nick sets up a game of beer pong on the table in their dining room.
“Blake and Briar! It’s you versus me and Leo!” he hollers.
Blake looks down at me. “Ready to take them down?”
I grab the red solo cup from his hand and sip from the spot he sipped from. Heat flickers in his eyes.
I smile. “So ready.”
Chapter 12
Briar
“Let’s make this game of beer pong interesting,” Nick says.
He’s shed his suit jacket and is pouring beer into all the red Solo cups lining the table.
“If you make your shot into the cup, you get to ask your opponents an embarrassing question. If they don’t want to answer, they have to take a drink from one of their cups. Whoever empties their cups first loses.”
“So like, beer pong truth or dare?” Leo says.
Nick nods. “Exactly.”
We flip a coin to see who shoots first. Nick and Leo win, so Nick tosses a ball. It lands in one of our cups.
He pumps a question. “Okay, team Blake and Briar. How old were you when you lost your virginity?”
