I frowned. “Respectfully, I must disagree. They’re your Fangs.”
Reo smirked and scribbled a note.
Kenji crossed his muscular arms over his big chest. “Regardless, don’t touch them.”
“I won’t.” I nodded, rolling the rules through my head until they stuck: Three statements. One lie. One question per statement. They must give truthful answers. Two minutes per man. No touching. Like. . .NO TOUCHING.
I looked at the men. “What happens if I’m wrong about a statement being a lie?”
“Then, you fail the whole test.”
Reo raised his hand holding the pen. “Actually, it will only be a fail if she gets it wrong fortwomen. I think she can have one incorrect guess.”
“No.” Kenji shook his head. “She should have it correct for all three men. That is the only way she can pass.”
Reo pushed it a little bit more. “I’m not sure if that would be fair, Kenji. The first man may need to be a warmup.”
“She won’t get warmups in the real world.” He frowned at Reo. “Not when this is life or death.”
I blinked.
Of course, the Dragon didn’t hand out warm-ups, not even for the woman he was falling in love with. Instead, he tossed me into the fire to see if I would burn or become the flames.
He returned his view to me. “You get one wrong and you fail the test. Do you understand?”
“Yes, but what happens if I fail?”
“Then, they leave and we go back to bed.”
“And if I pass?”
“Then, they still leave and we go back to bed, but later we will need to have a discussion about a. . .strategy Reo has in his foolish mind.”
A shiver raced down my spine.
Reo thinks I should do something and Kenji disagrees.
I looked at the men again, trying to strip them down with observation and leave my fear on the floor.
“Are you ready, Tora?”
Only two minutes for each man.
Tick.
Tock.
Already I could feel the walls pressing closer.
I swallowed. “Yes. I’m ready.”
Chapter three
The Playboy
Nyomi
Tests were interesting because they weren’t really about questions and answers.
