Page 16 of Does He Know?


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Forrest grins as he raises his hands in defense. “Retract the claws, woman. Fine, we can play.” He shrugs as if it’s no big deal, and I groan. I was hoping Forrest would shut this down. As protective as he is of Emerson and even Monroe, I was certain he would.

“I’ll go first,” Monroe announces, and none of us argue.

It’s not lost on me that Emerson and I are the only ones who didn’t agree to this, but no one seems to care. I guess we didn’t outwardly object either.

“All right,” Monroe says, tapping her index finger against her chin. She’s sitting in a chair next to Emerson, dressed similarly. Her legs, too, are covered by an oversized sweatshirt. This one has the name of their college on it, and it’s way too big to be her own. “Lachlan.” Monroe grins. “Truth or dare?”

“Truth,” Lachlan answers.

“If you had to kiss one person sitting around this fire, who would you choose?”

“Come on!” Forrest protests.

“Chill out, Huntley,” Monroe scolds him. “This is all in good fun. We’re all friends here and adults.”

Forrest points at Emerson. “My little sister.” He then points that same finger at Monroe. “Pseudo little sister,” he grumbles.

“Not my sisters, bro.” Lachlan laughs. I can’t see Forrest’s face, but I imagine he’s glaring at our friend. “All right, I’m going to have to go with… Legend,” Lachlan says, barely containing his laughter. “Look at those plump lips. Totally kissable. All the ladies are raging about it.”

“Right?” Monroe chimes in.

“My turn. Monroe, truth or dare?”

“Dare.” Monroe smirks.

“I dare you to kiss Legend,” Lachlan says immediately.

“Oh, I’ll give you a full report.” She winks as she stands, stretching out her legs. She moves to stand in front of Legend. He watches her like a lion and its prey as she leans over, places her hands on his shoulders, and presses her lips to his.

It’s not just a peck on the lips. This is more, and if the way Legend slides his hand behind her neck, holding her close is any indication, they might be at it for a minute.

I avert my gaze, my eyes roaming over Emerson to find her watching me. She licks her lips, and my cock twitches in my jeans. Fuck me, why does this woman, the one person who’s off limits, have this kind of effect on me?

“Damn!” Maddox shouts.

Monroe stands to her full height and turns to look at Lachlan. “Definitely worth the hype.” She grins as she saunters back to her chair, tucking her legs back under her and stretching the hoodie over them to keep her warm.

I can’t help but crack a smile when I see the shocked look on Legend’s face. He wasn’t expecting Monroe to lay one on him like that, but he should have. That girl is a spitfire if I’ve ever seen one.

“Our boy needs a minute,” Lachlan teases.

Legend clears his throat. “Forrest, truth or dare?”

“Truth.” Forrest is quick to answer.

“Have you ever sent a dick pic?”

“Yep,” Forrest says, lifting his beer to his lips.

“Forrest!” Emerson scolds her brother, but she’s laughing, so it’s not the lashing I’m sure she intended for it to be.

“She asked for it,” he explains.

“Nothing wrong with a good dick pic,” Monroe chimes in.

Like I said, spitfire.

“Maddox, truth or dare?” Forrest asks, continuing on with the game.

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