Page 44 of Undone By The Mountain Daddies

I know he’s telling the truth. Knox doesn’t seem to know how to use technology other than the vintage laptop he occasionally uses to analyze weather reports.

Eli returns after putting Henry to bed, stoking the fire. I turn and watch him and can’t help but stare when I see his biceps flex as he rearranges firewood.

“We should have a drink tonight.”

Never a good idea.

But what else is there to do?

Eli produces a bottle of Jack Beam and some glasses and clears the table to make room for… a game?

“Alright everyone, take your seats.”

I sit down hesitantly, watching Eli unscrew the cap. Hopefully, this is a game I can win. I really hate losing.

He fills each glass with whiskey and passes them around the table. I take mine, lifting the glass into the light. This is way more than I should drink in a whole week, let alone a single night.

“Is there a problem, Sienna?”

I find Cash staring at me through the glass, his eyes warped but still just as green.

“The only problem is that your shirt is on right now. I want it off.”

Okay… Where did that come from? I haven’t even had a sip of the whiskey yet, so I can’t blame it on the alcohol. But at this point, who gives a fuck? If I’m leaving soon, I may as well go out with a bang.

Besides, Cash had it coming. If he wants to make comments about my career choice—fine. I get to make comments about how he looks better with his shirt off.

And with Henry in bed, it’s time to see how far I can push him. He’ll cave eventually, I’m sure.

Eli and Knox share a look while Cash pretends I never made the comment.

“Let's play Never Have I Ever.”

Oh, so we’re going there, huh?

“Never Have I Ever?” I repeat.

God, if I’d known we were planning on playing an adult drinking game, I’d have done something with my hair and put a little makeup on.

“Yeah.” Eli’s eyes light up. “I’m assuming you know how to play?”

“Of course I do.”

“Great,” interjects Cash. “I’ll go first.” He curls his hands around his glass and looks straight in my direction. “Never have I ever pretended to be somebody I’m not.”

Sounds personal, but okay. I keep our eyes locked as I take a drink. Cash can’t have been in the industry himself. Otherwise, he’d know that faking it till you make it is the only way to survive in my line of work. At this point in my career, it’s practically a job requirement.

My turn.

I flick a long lock of hair over my shoulder and direct this one at Cash. “Never have I ever secretly watched Sienna on all fours doing Pilates, thinking she didn’t know I was watching.”

Cash’s eyes widen for a second, and the other guys’ heads snap his way.

“What the fuck, man?” Knox is surprisingly defensive. “When was this?”

“The first morning,” I answer on Cash’s behalf, since he seems unable to speak. “Believe me, he was watching for a long time.” I wink in his direction.

Cash takes a long sip of whiskey before commenting. “We have a three-year-old living with us. She shouldn’t have been doing that.”