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“Excuse me? This is my party.” Savannah stomps her foot like a toddler, throwing a tantrum.
Colin, forever being Abigail's protector, steps into the hot water and pushes his arms forward, creating a splash and soaking all of us in the process. “I declare we play truth or dare!” A crowd that is standing behind us roars. I thought corny stuff like that only happens in the movies, but nope. It’s a real-life thing. Figures.
“Dare,” Savannah says, leaning forward and pushing out her perfect boobs in my face. Abigail's hands turn into fists under the water, and I can’t help but smile at her, knowing she is jealous.
“Savannah, I dare you to let Jason motorboat you,” Jessie, one of Savannah’s friends, says. Jason is sitting opposite her, and his face lights up.
“I was not aware I was playing.” He pushes his glasses up on his round, freckled face.
Savannah lets out a huff and makes her way across the water and thrusts her tits right in his face, and shakes them. “I bet this is the highlight of your life,” she says as she pulls away.
“Okay, it’s my turn,” she says, returning to her corner of the hot tub. “Wednesday, truth or dare?”
What a fucking bitch. Nothing out of her mouth will be in her favor, so it's no surprise when Abigail picks, “Truth.”
“Of course you would,” she sneers at her. “Tell us about the first time you had sex.” She smiles and gives me a wink.
Fuck me.I do not need this right now. It’s a game, right? And if everyone else is playing, I need to as well, even though I would rather be anywhere else but here. The thought of any other man's hands on our girl besides me and my boys has me wanting to storm out and punch anyone who looks in her direction. I am a protective bastard, but I would kill for her. Make no mistake, I am crazy about her.
She clears her throat and tucks a loose strand of hair behind her ears, “When I eventually have sex, you’ll be the first to know,” she says confidently, owning her virginity. I look over to Ryan and Colin, and they both have the same look on their face, as if they hit the jackpot.
“It’s called Truth or Dare, Wednesday. Not lies and bull shit. But if you want to claim you’re a virgin, then go for it. You’re not fooling anyone, though.”
“Parker,” Abigail says, looking dead into my eyes. “Truth or Dare?”
“Dare,” I say, challenging her and anything she is going to throw my way.
“Kiss me,” she says breathlessly with a seductive tone.
Savannah fumes out the corner of my eye, pissed that I’m fixated on Abigail. She isn’t doing this for me or her; she is doing it to get back at Savannah. It’s fucked up, but I am going to make her want me just as bad as I want her by the time our lips part.
I slowly stalk toward her, never breaking eye contact. I wrap my arm around her waist and move my other to cup her cheek, and she leans towards my hand. I use my arm that is around her waist to pull her into me so fast and hard that she has to catch her breath. I pinch her chin between my thumb and index finger, tilting her head up further and to the side as I take my taste of her, committing her to memory.
The way she smells of vanilla and peach, how she feels soft beneath my touch, her panting into my ear, the sight of her alone has my five senses running rampant. I lightly glide my tongue from her collarbone up to a spot behind her ear, where I leave a tender kiss. The taste of honey lingers.
She moans, her eyes closing as her head dips forward once more. I go in hard, her soft whimper my undoing. My lips crash onto hers, and those around us start clapping, and some begin talking, but that all quickly fades as if it is just us.
I force my way into her mouth, my tongue gliding against hers, and she kisses me back with an urgency like this is the last time we will see each other. I move both my hands to grab hold of her ass as I pick her up with ease. She wraps her legs around my torso and flinches at what she is feeling against her center. I walk back to where I was sitting, not breaking the kiss until I sit her next to me.
“Good girl,” I whisper into her ear as I allow the laughter and banter back into my senses.
“Damn! Did y'all see Savannah? She stormed off and tripped over the keg. Best party ever.” Jason laughs.
eighteen
ryan
Twohourspassbeforewe find our way back inside the mansion, dry and in our party clothes again. The four of us sit around the coffee table when Jesse flops down next to me on the oversized couch. “Well, Savannah officially left her party.”
We all chuckle a little. I pull Jesse in close and say, “That’s okay, minion.”
She pushes me off. “You all want to play spin the bottle? Seven minutes in heaven style?” She grabs a beer bottle from the table, chugs it down, and then places it on its side in the middle of us all. “Guy’s spin, whatever girl it lands on, he can do anything he wants to her. Girl’s spin, whatever guy it lands on, she can make him do whatever she wants. Deal?”
I quickly look around as more people filter through and sit in a circle around the table. “Ry, you're up first. Make it count,” Jesse says. I lean down, grab the bottle, and spin it. It turns and turns and turns before slowing down and landing right…on…my girl. Abigail.
I lock eyes with hers, trying to gauge how she feels about this situation. I stand and hold my hand out to her. She takes it, her skin barely brushing against mine.
I’m the last of my brothers to have this moment with her. What if she rejects me? What if she’s already made her choice, and it’s Parker or Colin?
