Page 693 of End Game

I glance between Cami and Micah.

Then at Ronan.

“I want Micah to kiss me.”

“That's not an action you control.”

I narrow my eyes. “You're being pedantic.”

“Yes.”

“I want to kiss Micah.”

“Persuasion.”

“I should get advantage because we're engaged.”

“No.”

“I have jewelry.”

“No.”

“I have three inspiration.”

“You can use one.”

I clutch my chest.

“So early?”

“Your choice.”

I roll.

Three.

The entire table laughs.

“Fuck all of you.”

Ronan looks almost delighted. “Failure.”

I point at my inspiration. “I reroll.”

“Spend it.”

I slide one of the beads toward the middle.

Fifteen.

Ronan nods.

“Successful. Twenty seconds.”

I grab Micah's face. “Come here.”

He catches both my wrists before I touch him.