“Have you ever been in a threesome?” he reads, then laughs as he answers. “Baby, I’ve been in afivesome, I can do better than that.”
Weston snorts and reaches out a hand tofist-bump him.
Roman’s laughing too as he walks over, giving Noah a slap on the back.
“I’m going to do one,” one of the new guys from Double Daggers says.
“What’s that guy’s name again?” I whisper, leaning over toward Weston to whisper in his ear.
I sway on my feet a little as I lean over.
“I think his name’s Leo. I have him in my Lit class. Nice guy.”
Leo walks over to the tall Jenga tower, glancing at me before he starts sliding a block out.
Then he glances up at meagainas he slowly slides it.
Am I just imagining it?
Fuck.
I’m already past tipsy on the tequila. I forgot to eat anything tonight other than a quick protein bar after my shower earlier, when my head was still swimming after what I did with Niko.
I fucked someone for the first time today.
And now I don’t even know where he is.
How is that even possible?
I watch as Leo finally pulls the block out, and again, he smiles at me as he successfully does it.
He has dark hair and blue eyes, and I see a few tattoos peeking out from the bottom of his lavender shirt sleeves.
The kind of guy I’d usually call mytype.But tonight, the combination of the tequila hitting my blood and the aura from this afternoon still lingering around me, I barely even register Leo’s good looks.
Or the fact that I think he might be flirting with me.
“What’ve you got, Leo?” Noah asks. “Read it and weep.”
Leo reads the Jenga block. “Close your eyes, spin around in a few circles, then open them back up. Whoever youreyes land on first, you have to pour a shot in their mouth, then kiss.”
“Noah,” Weston protests. “What is this, Spin the Bottle but for horny frat guys?”
Noah holds up his hands in the air, feigning innocence. “I didn’t make up these questions. I’m just the messenger. I found them on the internet.”
“Leo, you can pass on that one if you’re not comfortable,” Weston reassures him.
“Typical Onyx Society Dad, Weston,” I joke.
“I’mverydown to do it,” Leo says.
Noah claps his hands. “Fuck yeah. Let’s go, Leo.”
Leo closes his eyes, spins a few times carefully.
And I swear he knows what he’s doing when he stops, facing right in my direction.
He opens his eyes and they’re right on me.
