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“Emma goes first,” he says, his tone playful.
Emma’s grin widens, her confidence apparent. “Dare,” she declares. “Give me what you got, cowboy.” She winks.
I watch her, my mind racing with the possibilities. The way her body moves, the confident way she holds herself—everything about her is pure sex appeal.
CHAPTER TEN
Maybe a game of truth or dare with two sexy cowboys isn’t a good idea. Or it’s the best idea. God, I can’t think with the way the two of them are staring at me. Lidded, hungry eyes, small smirks etched on their sinful lips.
“Oh, Red.” Weston chuckles. “You sure you want to start off with a dare? Last chance to change your mind.”
Swallowing hard, I lick my lips, anticipation and nerves sending my heart racing. “No.” I shake my head, sounding more sure of myself than I feel. “I’m sticking with my answer.”
Weston gives his brother a look and the two of them shrug.
Blood pounds in my ears as my belly swirls with nerves. What dirty things are these twins going to come up with?
“Okay.” Weston nods. “We dare you to come eat dessert.”
My whole body deflates. “What?” I blink in confusion.
“Yeah, come on. Be a good girl, Hellcat, let’s eat,” Wyatt says. He takes a few steps closing the distance between us and picks me up by the waist. I gasp as he brings me to the tailgate and sits me down.
“You're joking right?” I ask, looking between the two of them.
“Not at all,” Weston says, pulling a strawberry out of the fruit I ordered. He brings it to my lips and glides it along theseam. My breath quickens as heat floods my core. The way he’s watching me right now, his eyes filled with heat, makes this seem a lot less innocent than just eating. Parting my lips, I let him slip the strawberry into my mouth and I bite down, getting a juicy bite.
Once I chew and swallow, I go to lick the drop of juice on my lips when Weston grips my chin, holding me still. I whimper as he leans in and licks off the sticky sweet substance.
“MMMhhmm,” he hums.
“Delicious.” His thick, gravelly voice sends a shiver down my spine, doing nothing to help the arousal growing inside me.
He grins as he pops the rest of the strawberry into my mouth. I didn’t even know that my lips were parted as I breathed heavily until I find myself mindlessly chewing.
“Good girl.” Wyatt’s husky voice has my eyes darting over to his.
Holy shit, these two are good.
“Okay,” I say on a shaky note. “My turn to ask one of you two.”
“Go for it, Red,” Weston says, grabbing a grape from my container and eating it.
“Wyatt, truth or dare.”
“Truth.” He grins.
“That's no fun,” I mutter.
“It is, if you know the right questions to ask.”
He has a point. “Okay, truth: have you ever shared with any of your other siblings or just each other?” I ask and quickly add. “Women, I mean.”
Wyatt chuckles. “I know what you meant, Hellcat. And no, it’s a twin thing only.”
“Why?” I ask, not sure if I want the answers and finding myself jealous of the past women they’ve shared.
“Your turn is up.” Wyatt winks. “Mine now. Weston, truth or dare.”
