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"Of course I am."
"Good," I respond, crossing my legs. "I figure it's best to just start immediately. Get it over and done with, you know?"
He tilts his head, not put off, but processing my words thoughtfully. "You know your mother wants another family dinner shortly, right?"
I bat my eyes innocently at him. "I know. Don't worry. You won't be getting your cock out."
Standing up, I walk over to him. He watches me closely, curiosity plastered across his features. "So, what do you have in mind then, little sis?"
Reaching into my back pocket, I pull out the clear, little bag and throw it to him. He catches it effortlessly, holding it up to observe the sole contents within. "What the fuck is this?"
I sit on the bed sideways, facing him as I smile at him. "Viagra."
Asher freezes, looking at me with surprise as he realizes the situation. "You want me to take viagra? Right now?"
"Yes," I answer, brushing my hair off my shoulder, exposing my collarbone. "Right now. And you're not allowed to relieve yourself. I'd say it should kick in… oh, right around dinner starting."
The air thickens as his eyebrows raise in shock, but he stays silent. I can see his jaw twitching, and I start to wonder if he's actually going to back out of the dare. Who doesn't love an uncontrolled boner in front of your family?
Finally, he sighs, opening the bag. "Fine. But just know, every time you think you're raising the bar, I'm going to be one step in front of you." He throws the pill into his mouth, reaching to grab a half empty bottle of water from my bedside drawer.
"Hey! Keep your germs to yourself."
He winks at me, tossing back the water to swallow before downing the rest of the bottle. Crumpling up the plastic, he throws it across the room towards my desk bin. Fucker actually lands the shot, but then again, he always has been good at sports.
I can't help the laugh that breaks loose, my mind already picturing the unfolding chaos. It's easy to think you're going to win, when you've been winning your whole life. But sooner or later, just like everything else in life, someone bigger, stronger and badder comes up behind you. And that badass is me.
Asher stands, brushing his hands along the front of his dark sweatpants. He steps to the side, bringing himself to where my knees are dangling off the bed. I twist my body to face him, when he suddenly launches forward, boxing me in with his hands on either side of my body. Our faces are close, and I'm very aware that from this angle he has a good view of my tits. I'm resting up on my elbows, but I refuse to let him intimidate me. I won't cower back or let him effect me.
"I underestimated you," he murmurs, a flash of respect crossing his eyes. "But make no mistake. Ialwayswin."
I crane my neck up, my nose brushing against his cheek. "Not this time, Asher. I play for keeps, and I've got nothing to lose."
He turns his head to face me, our noses brushing. My lips are so close to his, that I can almost feel them. I feel like something is drawing me in, but I hold steady, my eyes locked on his as I resist the urge to look down at his soft, pink mouth.
"You might think you have me, Ry. But this is only round one. I hope you can handle the heat."
I inch forward, adrenaline pumping through my veins. We're so close now that any further, and our lips will be pressed together.
"You can burn me all you want, Asher. I love the pain. So give it all you have. Light it up, brother."
His breathing hitches as his eyes dart down to my lips. My tongue nervously slides out along my bottom lip as my heart starts to race. He's fixated – his defined biceps flex next to my head as his body warmth spreads to my torso. Something changes in his expression and my stomach flips, my lips parting as I feel him shifting.
My eyes start to drift shut in anticipation, and I wait, a prisoner to my own body.
A loud knock on the door startles me and Asher. He immediately jumps back, the heat vanishing as he steps back just in time for mom to put her head in.
"Oh, there you guys are. Dinner's ready, are you coming?"
I throw Asher a smirk as I stand and head towards the door. When mom is out of earshot, I look over my shoulder at him.
"One of us will be coming later, but it won't be you."
Chapter eight
Icutintomysteak, amusement threatening to erupt via my mouth. Asher is next to me, shifting uncomfortably. Lucky for him, the table provides cover from our parents across from us.
"So Asher, what are your plans for college break in two weeks?" Mom asks politely.
