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“A pornstar shot,” Nelle supplies, giving him a wink. We both can’t help but laugh at his open-mouthed stare, apparently never having heard of the drink before.
“So, what’s the game?” I ask, sparing him from any further embarrassment. Face already tinged red, he clears his throat, composing himself once more.
“Never have I ever.” He smirks, the playful expression turning my stomach. I force a smile onto my lips, following the others over to the table.
“I missed it?” Kali asks, pulling up a chair beside me as she returns from the bar, with the other two guys, Jake and Chris, and places the drinks on the table.
“It was over pretty fast,” I admit, taking one of the offered glasses.
“Okay, save your big talk, miss beer pong queen. I don’t want your ego to get too inflated.” Nelle huffs, flopping down into a chair across from me.
“What are we doing now?” Kali asks, bringing her drink to her lips. The wide brim of her straw-hat flops back. She quickly slaps a hand down on the top of her head to keep it from falling off. Her drink sloshing up over the edge of the glass. She grimaces at the cool liquid hitting her legs, and I clasp a hand over my mouth to stifle my laugh. Despite my not-so-subtle attempt to hide my amusement, she notices. Whipping her head around to glare at me.
“We’re playing, never have I ever,” Nelle interjects, saving me from Kali’s glare. “I’m going first,” she announces proudly, sitting up straighter in her chair. I assess Nelle, seeing the devilish gleam in her eye. Oh, she definitely has something up her sleeve. Something I’m sure I won’t be very fond of.
“Never have I ever … ” she starts, tapping her chin in thought—a wide grin spreading across her lips. “Screamed the name Tiffany repeatedly, at the top of my lungs, in a crowded club. Drawing everyone’s stares in the immediate.”
I purse my lips, lifting the glass off the table and taking a long sip. Not taking my narrowed glare off Nelle for a second. Jeremy clears his throat beside me, the rest of the table looking at us. Waiting for the rest of the story. I sigh, placing my drink back down with a little too much force.
“Never have I ever … given my coat check ticket to some random girl named Tiffany in the middle of winter and made my best friend try to find her.” I quirk my eyebrow up in challenge, crossing my arms over my chest. Nelle grudgingly takes a sip of her drink, glaring back at me. Oh, two could play this game.
“In my defense, she didn’t have money, and my tipsy mind thought that putting both our coats together was the perfect idea. And when she asked for the ticket I let her hold onto it, she seemed trustworthy.” Nelle pouts, looking around for support. Her teammate, Grant, pats her on the shoulder again. This time she accepts the gesture of consolation.
“Well, it turned out she left five minutes after that to hook up with some guy. So we had to drive back to the club the next day to get said coat.” I give her a triumphant grin. Kali chuckles beside me, taking another sip of her drink.
“Fucking Tiffany,” Nelle and I chorus, raising our glasses in a familiar toast.
“I have one,” Jeremy offers, drawing my attention to him. “Never have I ever been skinny dipping.”
I lift my glass to my lips and look around the table. Nelle takes a drink, as does Grant, and the others sit still, looking at us. Kali blushes but doesn’t drink.
“Well, that’s what vacations are for. Let’s put it on the itinerary.” I nudge Kali, causing a laugh to burst from her lips.
“Is that an open invitation?” Jeremy asks with a teasing grin. Dragging his eyes up my body. I hide my initial reaction, putting on the flirtatious mask of old Liv once more.
“Maybe,” I giggle and shrug my shoulders. I don’t dare look back at him, knowing my face will fall, knowing I couldn’t hide the look of disgust on my face. I silently send out a plea to the universe that this game will end soon, and I can get away from this guy.
“I have one,” Grant announces proudly. He looks over to Nelle as though she’s supposed to give him some award for coming up with an idea. As I expected, she gives him a lazy smile, her brows lifting in question. Barely containing her boredom. “Never have I ever … had sex in public.”
Heat blossoms in my cheeks at his words. Memories of the night in Santorini unfolding in my mind. Staring out at the setting sun over the sea while Adrian sank into me. The bustling restaurant mere feet below us. I take a long sip of my drink, willing the cool liquid to soothe the heat creeping down my neck. Nelle gives me a teasing smirk before taking a sip herself. Jeremy and another one of the guys take a sip from their glasses—I don’t miss the heated look Jeremy sends my way.
“Never have I ever … had a threesome.” One of the other guys offers, and my blush intensifies at his words. My mind drifts to thoughts of the guys. Not these guys, my guys. I envision the night with Adrian, our frenzied fucking in the stairwell. What was supposed to be an appetizer, teasing my taste buds before the main course. Once I saw Kyros frozen, eyes glued to me, the first thoughts that came to my lust-addled mind were not to cover up. No, I wanted his hands on me too—his lips—his tongue—the warm press of his skin against mine. Kyros, filling me from behind while I wrap my lips around Adrian’s—
Jeremy clears his throat beside me, pulling me from my fantasy world. I avert my gaze, biting my lip nervously. I cast a glance at Nelle, seeing her, not so subtly giggling under her breath. When she notices my look, she waggles her eyebrows teasingly.
“I have one,” Kali says beside me. I turn my attention toward her, giving her a grateful smile. Happy to not have the feel of the group’s eyes on me. “Never have I ever … been in love.”
My heart freezes in my chest. This game brings up thoughts and feelings I can’t handle right now. My eyes lock on Kali, and her brows crease in concern, her drink partway to her lips. My mouth grows dry, my chest tightening. My lungs struggle to take in air. All the oxygen in the world has disappeared.
“Liv?” I hear Nelle ask. Panic evident in her tone. Despite hearing it, I can’t do anything to quell her nerves. I’m unable to even move my gaze from Kali’s. I feel a masculine hand lower onto my thigh, the touch making my blood turn cold. My stomach roils at the unwanted contact, yet I can’t move my body. My lips refuse to emit any sound, parting slightly, the air whistling past them the only noise. Kali grips my shoulders, her slender fingers digging into my skin harder than I would’ve thought possible. I see her lips moving, yet the noise barely filters in. Her words sound muffled, as though my head is submerged in the ocean beyond.
The pressure of the masculine hand is ripped from my skin. Raised voices filter through my mind, yet I can’t make out the words. I feel my brows furrow, my brain desperately attempting to clear the fog. Kali’s eyes lift from mine, focusing on something over my shoulder.
“Olivia,” I hear a familiar voice growl out my name. His warm palms cup my face. Kali’s hands move from my shoulders, and she slides out of the way, letting him move into my field of view. My shoulders slump in relief at the sight of his face. Not caring about the fiery anger I see in his ocean blue eyes. I try to stop myself, but my heart wins out. I bring my hands up to clasp his. The contact soothes my soul, like a drug addict getting their next fix. I know it isn’t right. I know this isn’t what he wants, yet I can’t help myself. My stupid traitor heart sings in his presence.
I stare up into his eyes, seeing the pain and sorrow there. Seeing the hurt and betrayal. My brows crease at that. Confusion fogging my brain over. Why would he be hurt? I let my hands fall from his. Memories flashing through my mind remind me that I shouldn’t be relieved to see him. I left to get away from them, from the gods that viewed me as nothing more than a burden.
“How did you find me?” I ask softly, my words leaving my lips in a whisper.
