Page 139 of Game Night: Truth or Dare

Bright blue, tight fitting boxer briefs. At least he layered up downstairs.

“Dash!”

There’s those bright pink cheeks again. And that gaping, exasperated mouth. I toss his pants in the same direction I threw his socks and cross my arms. TK scrambles to his knees, pulling the hoodie down to cover his ass and sitting on it.

I’d think his glare was mean-spirited if he wasn’t biting his cheek trying to tame his smile.

“Asshole.”

“You’re overdressed.”

“You’re wearing a freaking t-shirt!”

I reach back to the neck of said shirt and pull it off over my head, letting it join TK’s discarded clothes.

“Better now?”

His throat bobs, eyes drifting slowly down my chest before bouncing away with a shake of his head. “That’s not what I meant.”

“Get naked, Teddy.”

“Not happening, Dashy.”

“Okay.” I shrug, and before there’s time for the look of relief on his face to fall, I’ve got him pinned to the tile with the hoodie pushed halfway up his chest. “I’ve known you for almost two years. I’ve seen you let loose with the guys but never with me. Have some freaking fun, TK.”

When our eyes meet, my grin is automatic. “Skinny dip with me.” I reach down and hook my thumb on the band of my shorts and tug them off, TK’s hoodie scrunched in one hand as I pull my legs free.

Unlike someone here, I came commando.

There’s a couple of hoots around the room, and I give my ass a good shake before throwing up the middle finger. Someone slaps me on the back as their laughter roars in my ears, and I don’t have to turn around to see the smug look on Kai’s face: it’s a permanent fixture.

“Finally dicking down Kingsley? Been telling him to get laid for years. Thought maybe he’d pick a bed for his first time, though.”

Pure amusement drips from Kai’s voice, but it’s TK’s distressed squeak that catches my attention. He pushes up onto his elbows and swats at Kai’s leg, who takes it with another round of laughter.

“Not judging, boys. Going to a school with this much testosterone is bound to get you hot, bothered, and horny as shit.”

“Will you shut the hell up?” I smack the back of Kai’s thigh, and he finally throws his hands up and steps back, getting drawn into conversation with some of the other captains and wandering off.

It takes a couple of seconds and a few aggravated breaths before I realize I’m still stark naked hovering above a very flushed Teddy Kingsley. I look down and see him staring at the ceiling, arms resting loosely beside his head, and I take the opportunity to slip his hoodie the rest of the way off and hop up as I set it aside—I know how much he loves his hoodies.

“Dash Holden!”

I have to hold my stomach from laughing so hard; TK sitting up and smacking me on the shoulder only makes it worse. By the time I catch my breath, TK is sitting cross-legged beside me again, a warm flush spread down his chest, eyes narrowed at me in accusation.

Little does he know he’s about as intimidating as a kitten.

“Truth or dare, Teddy?”

He crosses his arms as I mirror his position. “Put your pants on.”

“You’ve seen my dick enough times, Sunshine, between the locker room and the dorms. Don’t change the subject. Truth or dare?”

With a curse under his breath, he closes his eyes and tips his head back. “Truth.”

“Bold. Was Kai saying you’re a virgin?”

Bright eyes spring open and dart to mine. TK flicks his tongue across his lower lip and balls his fists in his lap. “Yes.”

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