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“Never have I ever,” I say, not recognizing my voice. “And Glyn will start.”
She raises a shot. “Never have I ever done something illegal.”
Nikolai shrugs and knocks down a shot. My fingers tighten around my glass. Of course he’s done something illegal. His existence itself should be illegal.
He’s so fucking infuriating.
Why did he have to show up in my space again?
Creighton downs a shot, seeming to have finished his obsession with his phone.
“What did you do…” Annika asks, then swallows and stares at Nikolai. “Nikolai?”
He looks at her and winks. “You know the drill.”
I narrow my eyes as I stare between them. Are they a thing? Orwerethey?
Good grief. Isn’t she supposed to be his best friend’s sister and barely legal?
But then again, if all the posts he gets tagged in are of any indication, then he’s often caught with both men and women hanging off his arm. And it’s been going on for years.
Not that I went there on purpose…
My thoughts trail off when Ava takes a shot, drawing everyone’s attention.
“What illegal things have you done?” Cecy asks.
“Sorry, bitches, there’s no rule that says I have to explain. Should’ve set that beforehand.”
Remi brings his shot up, then takes it in one go with an “Ahh. Drugs, those nasty little shits.”
“Why aren’t you drinking?” Glyn asks Killian.
“Because I’m not admitting to doing anything illegal. My father and grandfather are lawyers, thank you very much.”
“That’s not how it works.”
“Do you have proof that I committed illegal actions?”
“Ugh, whatever.”
He whispers something in her ear and she goes a bright shade of red. This is a bit uncomfortable to watch, but not as uncomfortable as the presence of the guy I’m trying to pretend isn’t sitting next to Killian.
Who’s stillnotlooking at me.
“Your turn,” she tells her boyfriend.
He pauses, but only for a beat. “Never have I ever been in love.”
Ava takes a shot and I watch her with pity, my fingers trailing over my glass. My poor friend has had the worst love story to ever exist. Not that I believe in that emotion.
After all, love is just an illusion made up by empty people who crave companionship.
In reality, it doesn’t exist.
My skin prickles and the feeling of being watched stabs me in the chest.
I lift my head, and for the first time in weeks, my eyes lock with the violent twat who has no business looking at me with…a challenge.
