“I can’t even say it’s just the guys because I lost count of all the cups Isla grabbed throughout the day. They’re probably on every table up here.”
“She was really putting them back.”
Zhuri sighs. “I love Icy dearly, but that girl is fucking wild. Someone needs to tame her.”
“Why do you call her Icy?” I ask, giving up on cleaning for the moment and just enjoying another non-hostile moment with my co-captain.
“Icy is a nickname for Isla,” she answers. “And considering she’s a pro hockey player, it’s extremely fitting.”
“Does she go that crazy during the season?”
“Oh, God no,” Zhuri replies emphatically. “She lets loose during the offseason, but she’s very disciplined during the season. There’s a reason she was our first-line center.”
“The guys are the same,” I add. “Tonight isn’t typical for them.”
She laughs. “So they don’t normally play loud games of floating beer pong in the pool?”
My lips curve up in a smile. “Truth or dare beer pong.”
“What the hell is that?”
“There are cards at the bottom of the cups with different truths and dares written on them. You have to drink the cup your opponent sinks a ball in, and then you do the truth or dare that is listed on the card.”
“That sounds insane.”
“Is that so?” I glance over and see that the table is still floating on the water, and I think I can make this night interesting. “Let’s play, Zhuri baby.”
“Playing truth or dare feels like a high school thing,” she breathes.
“Truth or darebeer pong,”I say. “Come on, that’s gotta at least be college.”
Zhuri can’t fight her laugh. “You know what? Fuck it. Let’s play.”
Since we already gave up on cleaning for now, we just get what we need. I grab a couple of cans of beer for each of us, and Zhuri grabs some Solo cups. I throw on some Del Water Gap to play on my speaker and strip off my T-shirt, jumping back into the pool in my swimsuit.
I watch as Zhuri walks over the edge and pulls her sundress over her body, andfuck me.She shouldnotlook this good.
I remind myself—and my fucking dick—that we didn’t get along before. So I shouldn’t be staring at the swells of her breasts under her hot pink bikini. Or the shape of her ass as she steps into the pool. And Ireallyshouldn’t watch the water droplets cling to her skin as she comes over to join me.
I clear my throat as Zhuri starts setting the cups up on the table, swaying along toGlitter & Honey.She mentioned listening to that song when we ran into each other in City Park, so I figured it was a good starting point.
I take the cans of beer and divvy them up between all twenty cups—ten for each of us—after making sure each one has a card on the bottom.
Once the game is set up, we take positions on opposite sides of the floating table.
“Guest gets first throw,” I say, tossing her the ping pong ball.
Zhuri is quiet as she readies up her shot before tossing it right into the first cup on my side. She claps, and I sigh as I drink the beer inside before pulling out the card.
“What’s it say, Cammy?” she asks playfully, apparently proud of getting me to drink already.
I let out a breath before responding. “Before I tell you that, I forgot to warn you that these are mostly dirty because Theo is the one who brought this over, and he’s the biggest fuckboy on the team.”
Zhuri groans. “I’m going to learn a lot more about you tonight than I want, aren’t I?”
“That depends on whether or not you really want to know if I’m dominant or submissive in bed,” I chuckle.
She pinches her brow. “I could go my entire life without knowing that.”
