I huff out a breath. “If we have to.”
Asher pulls me into him. “Quit your moaning, this is going to be cool.” He takes me by the hand, and we follow Sloane up the stairs to the side of the stage where there sits a large red velvetarmchair, and beside it is a partition wall. Asher leads me to the seat. “This is where you will sit, my lady.”
I lower down into the impossibly soft chair feeling a scattering of butterflies in my stomach, even though the room is just empty rows of chairs where the audience will be.
Asher scoots behind the partition wall, a menacing look in his eyes. Oh God, he’s having way too much fun already.
Sloane hands me an iPad. “This will be where you answer my questions. Be careful what you answer because your responses will be flashed up on the screen for our audience to see.” She then moves around the partition and says the same thing to Asher.
“Isn’t there supposed to be like three guys competing or something?” I ask, more to be cheeky than anything else.
“Hey,” Asher complains. “Am I not enough for you?”
Sloan’s grin widens. “I can rustle up some other guys if you like.”
Asher pops his head back around the partition. “Not happening, Sloane, Jagger would kill you and me.”
“Sorry, sis, better play it safe. Don’t want to enrage the beast then send you home to him.” The smirk on her face tells me she would love to do exactly that, but she knows better.
“Shame, could have been fun,” I tease, just to see what Asher will do next.
He closes the gap, a hand coming to both sides of the armchair as he stares me down. “Watch it, you, or I will skip to game three and make sure you regret your taunting.”
I snicker a laugh, trying to hide it behind my hand. “You’ve been locked in a house with Jagger too long. You’re starting to sound like him, all bossy and shit.”
His eyes darken, the look on him sexy as all hell. “Jagger’s not the only one who knows how to dish out punishment.”
My cheeks heat, and my heart pounds. Why do I want to test him out and see what Asher’s brand of punishment is like?
Sloane gets in his way, grabbing a handful of his shirt. She drags him away from me and shoves him back around the other side. “You can do what you want with your free time, but right now, you’re working,” she sasses, resuming her place at the front of the stage. “Let’s begin. Answer as honestly as you like, this is a test after all.” She winks at me as she says the last part, and I know she wants me to tease her brother. I can only imagine what their family dynamic would have been like with all of them growing up in the same house. Crazy!
“I will know if you’re lying, princess,” Asher warns, a serious edge to his voice.
“I doubt it,” I mutter under my breath so only Sloane can hear me.
She chuckles lightly, and I smirk back at her. Man, it’s good to be out of the house. “Question one: what’s your idea of a romantic vacation?”
I type in my answer.Anywhere my favorite man is.Sure, it’s corny as all hell but also suggestive enough it could get Asher worked up, because who knows who my favorite is?
Sloane laughs and bites her lip as she checks out our responses on her screen. “You want to see each other’s answer?” she asks.
“No,” I reply a little too quickly, not sure I need to know the inner workings of Asher’s brain.
“Fuck yes, I want to know where to take you.”
I groan, knowing this little game is going to get out of hand quickly with him on the other side of the wall.
His answer flashes up on the screen right next to mine. “Wherever my girl is.”
“Now you know why it’s funny. You two are cute as fuck, and we’re only one question in.” Sloane smirks.
I place my head in my hand as I hear Asher’s laugh vibrating through the room. Maybe I should make shit up from now on.
“Question two: what is your favorite dessert?” Sloane asks.
This one is easy and probably not necessary to make up.Chocolate mousse cake,I answer.
“Asher, you know I can see your answers and I’m your sister. At least try and keep it sibling appropriate,” Sloane chastises him, but she’s laughing as she says it.
