Page 701 of End Game

Then Micah.

I grin. “I want to go down on Cami.”

Griffin coughs.

Cami's thighs press together.

Ronan looks at me. “That will require eighteen.”

I sit back. “Eighteen?”

“You're asking for sustained explicit access in phase two.”

“Objection. She likes my mouth.”

Cami raises a hand. “Can confirm.”

Ronan doesn't blink. “Eighteen.”

I grab my die.

“Can I use inspiration for advantage?”

“Yes.”

I slide a bead toward him.

Two dice.

Sixteen.

“Fuck.”

Ronan shakes his head. “Denied.”

Cami actually pouts at me.

“I'm sorry, Dollface.”

“You suck.”

“Apparently not,” Griffin counters.

I turn toward him so fast I almost fall out of my chair. “THAT WAS A JOKE.”

His mouth twitches.

Micah starts laughing.

Even Ronan smiles.

Cami's turn.

She looks at Ronan. “I want the vibrator.”

My mouth drops open.

Ronan raises an eyebrow. “Petitioning for loot without a critical?”