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He narrows his gaze at me and then finally shrugs. “You could have just told me that.”
“Could I have?”
“What does that mean?”
I sigh, the unspoken words hanging between us.
Because I don’t want to hurt you?
Hours later, it’s nearing midnight and most of the party has cleared out.Including Lucas,who decided to leave with a bunch of people to go downtown. He didn’t even press it when I said I had to be up early tomorrow so I shouldn’t go out and I wonder if it’s because of the revelation from earlier. The air between us shifted in that two-minute conversation and I wonder if this is a turning point in our friendship. Theo had long since gone upstairs, after the Truth or Dare game, and hadn’t returned. Although, now everyone is gone and as I start to clean upbecause that had always been my job when Lucas was too busy puking or passed out, I hear someone coming down the stairs. I smile because we are finally alone and more importantly, I may finally get to fuck Theo in his bed.
He moves through the kitchen, his hands in his shorts pockets, and stares at me as I throw away the last of the red cups. When I start wiping down the counters with Lysol wipes, he speaks up. “You don’t have to do that.”
I cock my head to the side.“Two things. One, you’d be pissed if you woke up tomorrow and the kitchen was a mess, and two, who do you think always cleaned up after Lucas had people over?”
“I figured.” He moves closer to me and pulls a bottle of whiskey from the cart in the corner. “Have one with me?” He asks.
Even though I’m still a little tipsy, I nod and he pours some in each glass. “Did he give you a hard time?”
I shake my head before tossing the wipe in the trash and washing my hands, wanting to be done cleaning for now. “No. I told him it was a random guy from college.”
He nods. “Rory doesn’t know?”
“No, she knows I left that night. But I never told her who with. Evidently, she thought I left with Lucas and she was trying to have some drunken dramatic reveal that we are actually together. I’m quite mad at her right now.” I’m only half joking because while I am mad, I know it won’t be for long.
“Fair.” He chuckles as he moves closer to me and pulls me into his chest. “Interesting little game.” He pulls his hand out of his pocket and reveals two dice. He moves them around his hand, before giving me a sexy smirk. “I would imagine it’s more fun in…smaller parties.”
We’re in my room after we’ve finished cleaning up the kitchen. I also set the alarm in case Lucas comes back before I expect him and it gives us at least a little bit of time for Avery and any of her discarded clothes to be moved out of sight in case Lucas wants to pop his head inside to say good night. My heart fucking stopped earlier hearing Rory’s question, but Avery handled it well. Effortlessly cool and not at all like she was also panicking. I’m sitting on the edge of my bed with Avery in my lap straddling me as she moves around far too much.
I brought the bottle of whiskey upstairs with us and we each had another drink and now Avery is practically attached to me. “I’m horny,” she moans in my ear before biting down gently on it.
“Good,” I tell her. “So am I. It’ll make the game more fun.”
“Touch me, please,” she says, reaching between us for my belt when I grab her hand.
“Get on the bed,” I command and she does, getting into a kneeling position with her legs slightly spread. I take a sip of the whiskey and hold the dice in my hand. “Truth or dare.”
“Dare,” she whispers.
“Oh.” I smile cockily. “Someone’s brave all of a sudden.” I roll the dice around in my hand. “If I roll a six, you have to take off your dress.” I throw them on the bed and they bounce before landing in front of her and sure enough, it lands on a two and a four. Her eyes move from the dice to me. “I should probably tell you, my dad taught me to play Craps when I was about seven years old, so I’m pretty good with a pair of dice.”
“Oh.” She smirks. “Lucky me.” She gets off the bed slowly slides the dress down her body leaving her topless, clad only in a pair of panties. I rub my dick, desperate to relieve the ache when I see her starting to remove her panties.
“Just the dress,” I grunt. “Leave them.”
She moves around the bed until she’s standing right in front of me. “Fine.” She raises an eyebrow conspiratorially. “Can I have a sip?”
“Since you asked nicely.” I hand her the glass and snatch the dice off the bed to hand them to her.
“Truth or dare?”She asks.
“Truth.”
“Scared?” she asks before taking a long sip of the whiskey.
“No.” I shake my head.
“If I roll an eight, you have to tell me about the first time you thought about me while you touched your dick.”
