“Fucking hell, Oren. Save it for later,” Matthew muttered, tossing a red four into the pile.
“Ah, fuck me,” Simon groaned, reaching for the stack of cards. After one retrieval, he was lucky enough to play again. “Do socks count as articles of clothing in this game? Some people say yes, others no, so I’m extending the query to the jury.”
“Let the rookie pick,” Liam said, chucking a red reverse card onto the pile as he bit his lip to keep from smiling.
“What the fuck, man!” Simon groaned, drawing two more cards before he was able to lay. “Anyone? Don’t all speak at once, I am just waiting to shed three pieces of clothing. No biggy.”
“I say no.” A wink tossed in Liam’s direction earned me a grin. “Feels like theeasyway to do things, and you’re far from that, aren’t you, Simon?”
“That’s fucked, Valens, but fine. Suit yourself.” He took off his socks first, then raised his hands before tossing them aside. He removed his hat, shirt, and belt. “Happy?”
“It’ll do.” I shot a glance at Matthew, and he picked up on the vibe.
Simon was the target for this evening’s entertainment, and hell, Liamneededthis. He refused to talk to anyone at the bars, because he was head over heels for a guy who was oblivious to his feelings. Maybe Simon just needed an extra-large shove in the right direction.
Thorne shook his head, laughing under his breath as he tossed out a +4, me his victim. “Oops?”
Glancing at the cards in my hand, I sighed. “Fuck, man, really?” Grabbing four more, I shuffled back. “What about shoes?”
“If socks don’t count, shoes don’t either, fucker.” Simon jeered.
“We’ll let it fly this time,” Liam lifted his brows as the man he fawned over shot him a look.
“What?! He’s the rookie!”
Discarding my shirt, I chucked it at Thorne, my belt sliding through the loops with ease as I set that beside me.
He bit his lip, watching my every movement as if he could fuck me with his eyes. The hunger there was intense, and part of me couldn’t help but wonder if he were to take me right now, what he’d do to me.
My shoes were next, socks flying with them as I plopped down again. I grinned at Thorne, leaning over to whisper, “You did that on purpose, asshole.”
“Of course I did.”
Matt was next, tossing a blue card onto the pile after Thorne stated the color. He’d been so focused on me, he’d forgotten originally, but I didn’t blame him. I honestly couldn’t wait for the game to be over, and with the way he was already looking at me,fuck.
Liam put down a +2, glancing at Simon with a hint of mischief. Could he make it more obvious?
“Do you just want me nude?” Looking over at the man who’d hoped for his downfall, he shook his head.
“It’s a game. Don’t be a sore loser,” Liam said as he took another sip of whiskey.
“As if I have much more to lose,” Simon stated, looking down at his jeans and the pair of briefs sticking out just above them. “I’m going to be dick out, and the game will be over.”
“Damn,harsh,” Liam mused, and I bit my lip to keep from laughing. Dude was fucking drunk with a mission.
Glancing over at him, Simon shook his head. “You want me naked that bad? Fine. So be it.”
The subtle smirk on his lips had me questioning if he’d caught on to Liam’s advances, and the sluggishness with which he unbuttoned his pants only seemed to add to that curiosity. Once unzipped, his fingers dove beneath his waistband, and in one shove, he exposed himself completely to the group.
Thorne whistled. “Damn, alright.”
“Goddamn, Simon. You were hidingthatunder your briefs?” I jerked a thumb to Liam, who was tugging at his shirt, eyes wavering from the floor to Simon. “Seems more thanoneperson is impressed.”
As if to retaliate for my teasing, Thorne tossed a +4 down, looking over at me. “Yourturn,dove.”
I opened my mouth, but there was nothing to say. I’d lost. Standing, I turned around, undoing the button on my pants. If Thorne wanted a show, I wouldn’tgiveit to him.
Yanking them down, Simon let out a laugh as my bright pink briefs made their debut. I’d hopednotto show the group, but rather just Thorne; the motherfucker blew that plan out of the water. Unmistakable in white writing was the word ‘cake’written on the back. I chucked those aside too.
