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Randy smiled. “Don’t use that word around him. It gets him too excited.”

“We’ll save these for later when we need sustenance.” Tris nudged the plate aside and waggled his brows. “So let’s play a game.”

“A game, huh? Does it involve me getting naked?”

“Of course. Do I look stupid?”

“No, you look very chef-like.” She patted Tristan’s leg and laughed again as he took the opportunity to lean in for a kiss.

Randy leaned back in his chair. “What kind of game?”

“Never have I ever. Thought it’d be a good icebreaker.”

“Icebreaker? We threeway fucked. Who needs broken ice?” When both men stared at her, she gave a delicate shrug and sipped. “Just saying.”

Randy crossed his ankles. “Yes, but we can’t be in bed all the time.”

“Says who?” Tris raised a brow.

“Okay, I’m game. I’ve never played before. How do we do it?”

“It’s easy. One of us starts with something they’ve never done, and the other two have to say if we’ve done it before or not. If you have, then you take a drink. If only one person takes a drink, you have to give details.”

“I heard the rules differently,” Randy began.

“Yeah, there’s a few different rule books out there. This is our version for tonight. All good?”

Juliet nodded and took another sip. “Bring it.”

“Sparkster?”

“Yeah, yeah, let’s go.”

“Fine. I’ll go first.”

“Wait, I have a question.” Juliet set down her glass. “Is there room for embellishment or is this like truth or dare?”

“No embellishment. If you lie and get caught, then you have to blow us at the same time.”

“Oh really. And what if you lie and you get caught? Do you blow him too?”

“No,” Randy said. “We aren’t blowing each other.”

“It’d be kind of hot.”

“Yeah, and so would you wrestling with Kate Hudson in a vat of Jell-O. We all have unfulfilled dreams, sweetness. Now here we go.” Tris picked up his wine glass. “Never have I ever had McDonald’s French fries.”

“What?” Juliet laughed and sipped. “Of course I’ve had them.”

Randy did the same.

“You’re lying. He’s lying, right?” She glanced at Randy. “C’mon now.”

“Nope. I do believe that is truth. He is fond of In-N-Out Burger, which is part of the paradox of Tristan Eves.” Randy toasted Tristan with his glass. “My turn. Never have I ever brought a girl to a motel.”

Juliet smirked. “Me either, though I did kiss a few back in the day.” She drank and glanced at Tris. “You?”

“I’m more interested in you kissing girls. So the Jell-O thing is a possibility?”

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