She looked like she wanted to argue but bit her lip and gave in. “Okay. Fine. At least let me make you something to eat.”
“I know what I’d like to eat.” Finn muttered in my ear as I walked past.
I elbowed him in the gut, causing a wheezing laugh to gust out of him.
By the time we had the pub in order, Bree walked out of the kitchen with four plates. She slid them toward us.
Declan poured four shots and four pints, lining them up on the bar. “To Maeve.” He raised his shot glass, and we drank.
Finn leaned against the bar. “We should play a game.”
“What kind of game?” Bree took a bite of her sandwich and wiped her hands on a napkin.
“Two truths and a lie.” Finn’s smile turned mischievous.
Declan groaned. “We’re too old for this.”
“Speak for yourself.” Finn turned to Bree. “You in?”
“Sure. Why not.” She took another bite.
“I’ll go first.” Finn took a swig from his pint. “I once rappelled down the side of a building to save a cat. I’ve never had a splinter.” He winked at me. “And Ronan and I once dated the same woman at the same time.”
Fuck him. I pressed my lips together and let Bree answer.
She chose the last one, and we all took a drink.
“Wrong.” Finn poked me in the chest. “I’ve never rappelled down a building.”
I’d known that, but I wanted to let Bree play.
“Wait, so you dated the same woman?” Bree waved a hand between us. “How did that work?”
“Easy. I took her out for a date, or Ronan did. And sometimes we all went back to her place.” Finn answered so easily.
I balled up a napkin to keep from snapping at him. “It was a long time ago.”
“You next.” Finn pointed at Bree.
She bit her lip, color rising in her cheeks. “Okay. Um. I once got food poisoning from gas station sushi. I’m terrified of spiders. And I might have had a steamy dream about Finn the first night I came to town.”
Holy shit. My hand tightened around my glass.
Finn’s eyebrows shot up. “Steamy dream? Tell me more.”
Her blush deepened, and she pushed her plate and drink aside. “Is that your guess at the lie?”
“You’re not afraid of spiders. I saw you catch one and throw it outside yesterday.” Declan’s eyebrows drew downward as he weighed the possibilities.
I should stay quiet. I should let this go and end the game. “Describe the dream.”
Bree’s eyes widened. “What?”
“If it happened, you should be able to describe it.” I kept my voice low despite the jealousy burning in my gut. “Details.”
“Oh, I like this.” Finn wiggled in his seat.
She swallowed hard but came to a decision with a flare of brightness in her eyes. “Fine. We were at the bar, drinking and talking. Then we went upstairs and he kissed me.”
