Page 12 of Electric Wounds
The moment he hits send, his phone starts blowing up with confused replies, and we’re all doubled over with laughter. Dylan just shakes his head, setting his phone to silent. "She’s never letting this go."
I smile, glancing at Lily. She’s still wearing Jax’s hat, her face flushed with laughter. It’s a good look on her, carefree and light, the tension melting away. For now, at least.
Dylan shifts his attention to Jax. "Alright, Jax. Dare or dare?"
Jax raises an eyebrow. "Dare."
Dylan’s grin turns wicked. "I dare you to serenade Lily with the cheesiest love song you can think of."
Jax groans but picks up his guitar. He starts strumming and sings “Can’t Help Falling in Love” by Elvis, dripping with exaggerated romance. His eyes stay locked on Lily, and he throws in some dramatic gestures, even dropping to one knee. Lily blushes furiously, trying to hide her smile, but it’s no use.
"Wise men say, only fools rush in," he sings, his voice smooth and sultry. "But I can’t help falling in love with you."
We all join in, swaying and harmonizing horribly, crowding around her like a bunch of overgrown kids. It’s fun, it’s silly, and for the first time in a long while, it feels like we’re on the same page. But then, as the last note fades, I can feel the energy shift, the laughter dying down as something heavier settles between us. We’re all a little too close to Lily, lingering a little too long.The unspoken competition simmers just beneath the surface, crackling like static in the air.
I’m the first to step back, breaking the moment. "Alright, that’s enough," I say, my voice low, commanding.
The others reluctantly follow my lead, backing off. Except Dylan. He grins and scoops Lily into his lap, ignoring her half-hearted protests. I clench my jaw, resisting the urge to tell him to back off. I know she can handle herself, but there’s something possessive in me that stirs when I see her like this.
"Alright, Marcus," Jax says, trying to get back into the game. "Dare or dare?"
I give him a slow, steady look. "Dare."
Jax smirks. "I dare you to wear one of Lily’s dresses for the rest of the game."
I raise an eyebrow but shrug. "Why not?"
Lily laughs and disappears into her bunk, returning with a floral sundress. I slip it on over my clothes, the fabric clinging awkwardly to my chest and barely reaching past my knees. I strike a pose, making the dress flare out. The bus erupts in cheers and wolf whistles.
I catch Lily’s eye, and she’s blushing, her gaze lingering on me just a little too long. I give her a slow, approving nod. "Like what you see, sweetheart?"
She blushes, looking away quickly, but I see the smile tugging at her lips.
“Nice fit,” Enzo says, smirking and interrupting our moment.
“Jealous?” I reply with a wink.
“Never,” he replies dryly.
"Alright," I respond, raising a brow in challenge. "Dare or dare?"
Enzo crosses his arms, his gaze fierce. "Dare."
I grin, feeling the shift in the room as everyone watches. "I dare you to do a striptease while pretending to be a cat."
Enzo raises an eyebrow but stands up, rolling his shoulders like he’s about to hit the stage. "You asked for it."
Dropping to all fours, he starts moving sensually, peeling off his clothes piece by piece. He licks his hand dramatically, "grooming" himself between undressing. Each move is slow, deliberate, as he crawls around the bus, his hips swaying and throwing in some exaggerated meows. We’re all howling with laughter. By the time he’s down to his boxers, he’s gyrating his hips like a cat in heat, crawling on all fours as whistles and catcalls echo through the bus.
Lily’s trying to stifle her laughter, but I notice her gaze roaming over Enzo’s half nude form more than once. Enzo catches her eye, smirking.
I ignore it and push the game forward. "Your turn, Dylan. Dare or dare?"
"Dare," Dylan replies, shaking his head with a grin.
"I dare you to do a handstand for four minutes with a glass of water balanced on one foot," Enzo says, his eyes gleaming with mischief.
Dylan raises an eyebrow but doesn’t back down. We all count down as he flips himself upside down, managing to balance the water for about two minutes before it spills down his leg, soaking him and the floor.
