“Answer or drink,” Leo says.
That anxious feeling inside of me gears up. He’s going to ask me that too.
Blakes sighs. “Eleven.”
Before they even look at me, I’m drinking half the beer in the glass. No way am I answering that.
I can picture it now: I reveal that I’m a virgin with my big, fat zero body count. Everyone stops laughing and stares at me like I’m a freak.
Because really, most college students my age have had sex.
And the one time I almost had sex, it was one of the worst experiences of my life…
That panicked feeling inside of me intensifies. I take a slow, steady breath and sip more beer.
“You okay?” Blake asks me.
I try to smile.Be flirty and fun and cool.“Yeah, I’m good.”
“If this is too much, I can tell them to tone down the questions.” He says quietly, so only I can hear. I don’t miss the flash of concern in his eyes.
I soften at how he’s looking out for me. But I don’t want to be treated any differently. Being here at Hollis is my freshstart after being treated like an outcast in Chicago after what happened with Logan.
If I did admit the truth and say that I’ve slept with exactly zero people, I’m sure Blake’s teammates would try to be nice about it, but the vibe would be off.
I just want to be normal. I want to be like everyone else in this room—a carefree college kid who just wants to let loose and play a fun drinking game.
And I don’t want to lose the flirty vibe that Blake and I have had this entire night when he finds out that I’m a virgin.
Because yeah, Blake’s a sweetheart. I know he wouldn’t be mean or make fun of me. He’d never do anything like that.
But nothing kills the vibe between two people who have been flirting more than when one of them reveals that they have zero experience in the bedroom.
I flash a thumbs-up at Blake and smile again. “I’m having fun. Really.”
Blake studies me, an unsure look on his face.
I give his arm a playful squeeze. “I promise.”
It’s our turn to take a shot. Blake sinks it and asks the next question.
“Who was the first American to travel into space?”
Nick groans. Leo rolls his eyes.
“I didn’t know you were going to quiz us on American history,” Nick grumbles.
“Can’t help it. I’ve been watching Poppy’s YouTube videos a lot lately, and I’m on a history kick,” Blake says.
Nick grins at Poppy, who’s in the kitchen with Anna, making Jello shots. “My girl is crazy smart, isn’t she?”
He winks at her before downing the beer in the cup. Leo sinks a shot into one of our cups.
“Okay, Blakey boy. What’s your favorite position in bed?” Nick asks.
Leo chuckles.
“Her sitting on my lap, riding me,” Blake says, his voice on the edge of hard. Wow. That’s…interesting to know that’s his favorite position. It’s so…specific.
