Page 146 of Game Night: Truth or Dare

“You’re not serious,” I say, groaning with the effort to even sit up. “Get back in bed and have more orgasms with me.”

TK bursts into a coughing fit, smacking a fist on his chest and looking at me with bugged out eyes.

It couldn’t be that surprising of a request. We both just admitted how good it was.

“You’re killing me, Dash.”

The way he whines just makes me think of the noise he let out right before he came.

“Killing me.” He throws his head back and smacks his hand over his eyes. “You got my first kiss. And my first orgasm with another man. Happy now? I have to get to class. Try not to make the sheets all crusty, horn dog.”

He slings his backpack onto his shoulder, and with another muttered curse walks right out the door without looking back.

Huh. I thought it was a pretty good suggestion. Who doesn’t like orgasms?

He’s wrong about one thing at least. I’m not happy.

Because a whole list of firsts for him just opened up in my mind, and I want to be a part of every single one.

Maybe we can make kissing a regular thing, too.

Chapter 3

Dash

In all of our— ahem—excitement, we never took those pictures down. Hell, I forgot they were up publicly until the next party rolls around and Kai nearly knocks me off the pool ladder slinging an arm around my neck.

“Think you’re cute, Holden?”

I might be nervous if Kai were a violent guy or if I didn’t remember his humorous comments about the photos that first morning, but I can read his teasing for what it is.

“Apparently TK thinks I am.” I flash him a wide grin, and he raps his knuckles on my chin.

“Cheeky little shit. The two of you damn near gave me a heart attack.”

“We that hot together, huh?”

Kai rolls his eyes hard and shoves off me—where I again have to grapple not to fall face first into the pool.

“I plead the fifth, but my point is that I don’t want to mediate a hookup between teammates. I need the two of you to work together like you always do. Work off each other. And you sure as shit can’t do that if you’re sucking face and dicks and all that horny jazz.”

“I feel like ‘horny jizz’ would be more appropriate.”

Kai shakes his head, but there’s that good-natured smile that always worms its way onto his face when I’m too silly for him to be frustrated at. Which is most of the time, honestly.

“I’m glad he’s having fun though.” Kai sits at the pool’s edge, dipping his fingers into the swirling blue. “He’s an introvert at heart, and you bring out good things in him.”

He runs damp fingers through his spiked black hair, half of the gel losing its hold from the chlorine.

“So what you’re saying…” I lean over and lower my voice. “…is that if we weren’t teammates, we’d be good together.”

This time I don’t have a chance to catch my balance before I’ve got a mouthful of chemical water.

“Dude!”

Amidst Kai’s cackles, there’s a softer laugh that has me peeking around Kai’s hunched shoulders. TK is in his usual hoodie, hands stuffed in the big pocket. He toes his shoes off and crouches beside Kai.

“You’re supposed to take your clothes off before getting in the pool, dingus.”

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