I’m lost in my own world when I hear my name being called.
I turn to look at Iris. “Excuse me?”
“You want to go first?” she asks me, her blond hair blowing in the light breeze.
“No,” I say quickly. “You go ahead.”
For nearly a half hour, I somehow manage to avoid participating in the game. The girls are so busy fighting over who has the best sex story they must forget about me sitting quietly on the log.
Eventually, it’s Colton’s turn. I sit up straight, wondering what he’ll choose.
“Truth,” he says easily, like he has nothing to hide.
“What’s your favorite sexual position?” Iris asks with a giggle.
“Whatever one she wants.”
As the girls ooh and ahh, I try to ignore the sensation hitting me between my legs.
“Okay, your turn, Sky.” Iris turns to me expectantly. “Truth or dare.”
“Dare.”
“Oh, yay!” She points to the guy sitting next to Colton. I think his name is Will. Or is it Bill? “Go kiss him.”
Colton’s eyes flare. If I’m not mistaken, it looks like possessiveness.
Unfortunately, I’m too busy freaking out to focus on Colton’s reaction. Because no way am I kissing his friend. When I start to feel the familiar anxiety rising in my chest, I suck in some air and force out, “I don’t kiss strangers,” I say. “No offense, Will.”
“Actually, it’s Phil,” he corrects me.
“I’m so sorry,” I say. Either way, I’m still not kissing him.
“You have to kiss him,” Amy, the girl on the other side of Iris, says. “You picked dare.”
I clasp my hands together, willing my body not to betray me. I should be fine.
But the flames of the bonfire grow blurry as I struggle to get a deep breath.
“Um…” I suck in air. “I changed my mind.”
“Double dare,” Amy insists. “Kiss Phil.”
“Pretty sure she said no, Amy.”
The commanding tone coming from Colton surprises me. I flick my gaze over to him, but he’s glaring at Amy.
“But a dare’s a dare,” she protests.
“And a no’s a no,” he answers her. His tone is calm, but there’s a steeliness behind it that even Amy can’t ignore.
I feel my body relax, and I’m able to get a deep breath at last.
Wanting to fix the awkwardness I’ve caused, I burst out with, “I’ll take truth.”
Amy rolls her eyes but goes with it. “Fine. What’s your favorite sexual position?”
I’m so relieved it’s not something I need to worry about the answer to that I start giggling. “I have no idea,” I say. “I guess the one that feels the best.”
