Page 92 of Becoming His
"Who was the better kisser, me or my brother?"
Gasps rippled through the crowd as her mouth fell open.Yes, let's make it public knowledge, Anna.
"You," she whispered.
Good.
"Sorry, say that again? I couldn't hear you. Could you hear her guys?"
I called to the crowd as they shouted for her to speak up.
Annabelle folded her arms to match mine as she glared at me.
"I said.You." She spoke through gritted teeth as I smirked again.
"Your turn," I said, and she blinked. I winked at her, opening my arms out.
"Ask me, truth or dare. Anything you want."
I heard a voice speak then, filled with anger.
"I'll ask you. Truth or dare, Bailey." I turned to see Ray glaring at me, her eyes blazing with fury.
"Truth, of course." I smiled at her, disguising my confusion.
"Is it true you had a bet to date me?"
Fuck. I could lie, but it seemed she knew something she shouldn't.
I clenched my jaw and glared back at Ray, who smiled at me smugly.
"No," I muttered, and she nodded. The crowd became bored of us and moved on to its next victim, but I felt Annabelle gazing at me as I glared at Ray.
"Bailey, what is Ray talking about?" Annabelle asked, walking towards me.
I turned to her, my heart aching as I reached up to stroke her face.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lie to you. I didn't realize I would—"
"You're a fucking dick, Bailey. You did have a bet, though, just not about me. Right?" Ray said, and the blood drained from my face as realization spread over Annabelle's face.
"Bailey?" Annabelle whispered as my heart sank even further.
"Fuck. I can explain—"
"Nope, no time for that. No time for immature, silly little boys and their silly games. Not when real men are around who know how to treat a girl like Annabelle. Come on." Ray snapped as I glared at her.
"No, I would like Bailey to explain. Then, I'll catch up with you," Annabelle told her as she threw me an angry look.
“Don’t waste too much of your time."
Ray walked away, and I reached out for Anna, who shrugged me off as if I'd burnt her.
"So, enlighten me."
I sighed as I chewed on my lip, a feeling of sadness rising within me. Nevertheless, I had to tell her, even if it meant losing her.
"You were the bet. Which one of us could sleep with you first."
