Everyone pointed to Lex and he toasted them with his glass. “That’s right, fuckers. And don’t you forget it!” He took a healthy swig of whiskey then reached over and grabbed the worn game box on the brick near the fireplace. “No more making up your own questions. I brought the game.”
Lex opened the box and pulled out a card right from the middle. Clearing his throat, he read, “Who is most likely to lock themselves out of the house?”
Everyone pointed to Brand and spit-laughed.
“It was only once, assholes! And to be clear, it was the bar. Luckily, Houdini over there got me back inside in less than thirty seconds.”
Jayson grinned. “It’s a talent that never fails me.”
“It’s not your only talent,” Sabrina murmured under her breath, and his head swiveled in her direction.
“Damn straight.” They shared a knowing smile while Brandon finished drinking and pulled a new card.
“Who is most likely to die first in a horror movie?” Brand read.
They all thought for a moment then pointed in Lottie’s direction. “Hey!” she exclaimed, face screwing up and blonde curls bouncing. “I disagree.”
“Only because you’re pregnant,” Chaz assured her. “That makes you slower, so I’d have to pick you up and run.”
“And then you’d both get eaten by zombies,” Brand said dryly. “Drink up for your wife, Madden.”
“It’s a sacrifice I’m willing to make.” He played with her curls as he tipped back his whiskey. “Go ahead and pick a card, Sunshine.”
Lottie reached over and lifted a card from the box. “Ooh, this is a good one. Who is most likely to have had their first kiss before everyone else?”
“Don’t look at me,” Lex said, raising his hands. “Believe it or not, there was a time when girls scared the shit out of me. I didn’t muster up the courage to lock lips with one until I was fifteen.”
“And he’s been making up for lost time ever since,” Chaz stated, making the table crack up.
“Girls used to make me so nervous, too,” Corey added. “But I had my first kiss at fourteen, so guess that means I manned up before you, Battle.”
Lex flipped him off.
Wes nodded. “Girls gave me hives. I was fifteen, too.”
“Thirteen,” Brand confessed. “And no clue what I was doing.”
“I don’t think it’s any of the guys,” Ellie said carefully, sending a sly look in Julia’s direction.
“How old were you?” Sabrina asked Jayson.
“Twelve. We were playing Spin the Bottle at a birthday party. I think it lasted a total of two seconds.”
“How times have changed,” she teased, and he reached for her hand beneath the table, threading their fingers together.
And even though they’d just gotten there, Jayson was ready to leave. He dragged her hand onto his thigh, enjoying her soft, warm skin. The way her fingers threaded through his. How it felt so damn right.
“I hate to ask this, but why do you keep looking at my fiancée?” Brand asked Ellie.
She chuckled and lifted her brows at Julia.
“Okay, it’s me!” Julia announced dramatically. “I was six.”
“Six!You were kissing boys atsix?” Brand’s mouth dropped open, and Julia reached over and closed it.
“Not boys, honey. Just Charlie. And it was in the coat closet in first grade. He had this cute little bowl cut,” she said dreamily.
“Oh, no girl could resist a bowl cut,” Sera agreed.
