“Nope. But I never did it again after that. I was so freaked out that my dad would catch me, I couldn’t even look at him. He stayed for about twenty minutes, then hightailed it. Never talked to me again after that.”
“Probably for the best,” Keegan noted, then glanced at Kaden. “Your turn.”
Kaden seemed to consider it, then said, “Never have I ever cried while watching a movie.”
“Good one,” Keegan said.
Bristol was the only one to drink.
“Last movie you cried at,” Kaden prompted.
“Oh, geez.” Bristol tried to think but wasn’t even sure. “I have no idea, but I can admit, I tend to get weepy. I have no shame.”
The game took off from there.
Bristol: “Never have I ever lied to get a job.”
Kaden and Keegan both drank.
“Mechanic shop,” Keegan supplied. “We were seventeen. Lied and said we were eighteen.”
“Did you get hired?”
“Yep.”
Keegan: “Never have I ever been on a fad diet.”
Bristol drank, Kaden didn’t.
“More than one,” she admitted.
Kaden: “Never have I ever cut my own hair.”
Keegan drank, Bristol did, too.
“I wanted bangs,” Bristol said when Kaden stared at her. “For the record, it did not turn out well.”
“Well, I shaved my head,” Keegan admitted, getting to his knees to add more vodka to her glass.
“Did you do it, too?” she asked Kaden.
“Hell no. He looked like a douche.”
That made her laugh so hard tears came to her eyes. It took a minute or two, but she finally calmed herself.
Bristol: “Never have I ever played strip poker.”
“Totally missin’ out, darlin’,” Keegan said as he took a pull on the bottle.
Kaden downed his drink, held his glass out for more.
At this point, Bristol was feeling no pain, so she offered up her glass, too.
Keegan: “Never have I ever eaten food that fell on the floor.”
Kaden drank, Bristol didn’t.
“Five-second rule,” Kaden said defensively, and followed it with a sinful smirk.
