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“I’ll ask the next question.” Savannah holds her can of alcohol up and shakes her curls as her carefree side starts to kick in. “As for my turn, never have I ever cheated.”
Out of the corner of my eye, I reluctantly watch Ian take a sip, followed by Dax. My stomach knots, knowing Ryan would be taking a drink too. Cheating isn’t necessary. Disgust and heartbreak for those girls hit me. I almost hope the women didn’t know they were cheated on to ease the pain, but at the same time, they should know.
“You men are terrible.” Justin shakes his head, taking Hallie’s hand in his.
“In my defense, I was fourteen and just lost my mom.” Ian tries to be sly, swinging his eyes my way. “Still not okay, though.” The fact that hedidn’tlean into me that night years ago when I was caught in the moment of grief makes me believe he hasn’t cheated since fourteen.
“Seriously, guys,” Tyler begins. “I would never do that to a woman.”
“That would require you getting back into the dating world.” Rhett nudges him. “It’s about damn time, man.”
“Fuck off. I only need to focus on being the best father I can, and my job.” Tyler clears his throat, keeping his eyes on the glowing flames.
“Brielle might enjoy having a mother figure.” Rhett goes on.
“Look how the first one turned out.” I want the full story, but it’s not my place to ask about his daughter’s mother.
“Never have I ever been cheated on,” Ian says with confidence, and Savannah openly chugs the rest of her drink.
“What are you talking about?” Hallie’s eyes bounce back and forth between Savannah and me. “You were just with your boyfriend. I know you weren’t cheated on in the past.”
“Don’t ask.” Savannah’s wide eyes turn to Hallie, and I shake my head. The group falls silent, processing what isn’t spoken out loud.
“Never have I ever kissed a girl.” Hallie speaks up, continuing the game, and slurs her words before giving Justin a grin.
Ian’s eyes dart toward me as I bring the cup to my lips. I shrug. There were some wild times back in culinary school. Toward the end of the night, most of the jabs were pointing to me. Though I was taking very small sips, they were adding up. Targeted questions were starting to fire up every nerve in my body.
“I need some air.”Wait, I’m outside.I stand only to stumble. “I mean space.” My hand grabs Ian’s shoulder to steady myself.
Slowly, I walk toward the porch away from the group and take a seat on the front steps. The slight crisp in the air tonight centers my attention. I need to sober up before heading home. I cradled my head in my hands, too caught up with sorting through a million emotions. A couple of people walk past me to enter the house, but lifting my head is too much work. Coming back to this town has held too much emotional drama for me to handle. My life has perfectly closed off and scheduled a few states away from here. Just the way I like it.
The front door opens, followed by a cup of coffee placed at my feet. “Figured this would sober you up a bit.”
“That game got a bit carried away,” I quietly respond before lifting my head to look at Ian.
“Doesn’t it always?” His eyes soften as he takes a seat beside me. “You took a drink to the question about having sex in a public place. Where was it?” Ian asks, fully intrigued.
“I’m not answering that.” I embrace the heat of my coffee before giving in with a smile. “A mountaintop in Aspen, and a changing room in Victoria’s Secret.”
“That place is always so busy.” His chuckle fills the air.
“That’s why you have to be sneaky,” I admit, as a faint laugh erupts in my throat. “And quiet. I noticed you drank too.” Instinctively, we both move closer, and his hand casually makes its way to my thigh.I swallow, trying to ignore it.
“A wedding, a concert, multiple times at the lake during my teen years. Cliché and boring.” Ian takes a sip from his mug.
My mind zones in on the weight of Ian’s hand resting on my thigh. His thumb rubs back and forth, sending a tingling need throughout my body. His simple touch ignites so much temptation within me. I need more. This isn’t enough. A sigh leaves my lips, though it sounds like a half moan as my eyes close.
I place my hand on his as it inches higher under my dress. “This is technically public right now,” I hum, feeling breathless.“You wanna take this into Rhett’s place?”
“Take what?” I allow his fingertips to trail up my inner thigh.My stomach flips as my body responds to his rough hand traveling down the inner part of my sensitive thigh. “This pussy?” He watches me bite my bottom lip to make myself aware of his actions. “I know your panties are soaked right now.” We could easily sneak off into one of Rhett’s bedrooms for a bit and succumb to each other's touch. “You know how to earn orgasms, Daisy Girl.” His hand slides back to my knee as his thumb rubs back and forth. Damn him.
My voice hitches before I find the strength to speak. “Touch me again, and I will drag you into the house and ride you senseless,” I breathe out as my arousal takes over all thoughts.
“Oh, I’d love to hear you scream my name.” His gravelly voice is seduction at its finest.
“That’s a little too confident for something overrated.”
“I’m confident because I can back up that statement.” He takes a sip from my coffee mug as I remain silent, watching him set it back down. “I’m a man of my word. Maybe you should think about more than a one-night stand with me for the full experience.”
