Page 19 of Everything Is Yours
Emma chewed the side of her mouth and looked nervous about what to choose.
“Truth,” she huffed and rung her hands together. Her eyes flicked from one person to another seeking some comfort from her friends.
Lennon didn’t hesitate asking his question. “Have you ever fantasized about kissing anyone in this room, and if so, who?”
Emma’s face was immediately scarlet red proving she had indeed had that thought more than once.
“I’ll take the forfeit,” she mumbled softly, lowering her head to hide how mortified she felt.
Surprisingly Lily and all of her London friends ganged up and tore into Emma for trying to avoid the question. Emily and Lily were the most vocal.
“Emma, you know that’s not how we do this. If you pick a choice, you have to see it through. We’re all friends here. You can say what you want, and none of us will be offended or jealous. You chose a truth question, don’t buckle on us now.”
The struggle Emma went through about sharing her secret fantasy was very real. I watched her breaths become more rapid and shallow. Her anxiety level rose as she reached for the courage to say what she was thinking. She couldn’t sit still.
“Yes, and there was more than one?” Her answer sounded like she was questioning herself and her cheeks flushed again.
“Alright, more than one. Come on, Emma.” Lennon chuckled and continued to press her for names by waving his hand back and forth.
Emma swallowed and dug deep then almost spat the names out.
“Promise you won’t hate me?” She cringed.
“Emma just tell us for goodness sake.” Lily admonished.
“Alfie, Jack and Rick.”
Lily and Mya smiled, and I saw a silent smug look pass between them like they were V.I.P’s in some special club. Rick leaned down from the sofa toward Emma, who was sitting on the floor to his left. Placing his hand under her chin he turned her face and angled it up to his. Shy and nervous, I watched her hold her breath and appear stunned that Rick was even touching her. Rick reached his hand behind her neck, smiled reassuringly at her then dropped his gaze to her mouth.
“Do you mind?” he asked.
Emma stared speechlessly up at him and shook her head painfully slowly as if trying to shake herself out of some hypnotic trance. Her eyelids drooped as the need for Rick’s kiss took over. Emma’s breathing became shallow in anticipation of Rick Fars from Cobham Street acting out her fantasy in front of her friends.
Rick leaned down and stroked her nose with his, which struck me as quite an intimate gesture considering this was a game. He then began to devour her with a greedy, passionate kiss. A long low moan tore from Emma’s throat.
Suddenly, Jack, Dave and Cody were cheering them on. After a minute, Rick broke the kiss, and I watched Emma as she tried desperately to catch her breath. She swayed unsteadily before placing her hand on the floor to anchor her where she sat. A deep sigh escaped her throat while she struggled to compose herself.
Glancing up at Rick, I saw him slide back into the back of the cushioned sofa. He adjusted his junk in his pants and chuckled, “Jesus, Emma. I’m happy to mount an action replay of that kiss anytime you feel the need, honey.”
The cabin’s main door banged shut, and I realized that Dita probably saw what just happened. Rick looked completely unfazed if he realized that. Jack, Emily and Lily began hollering; clapping in support of Emma, and Dave sat silently staring in awe at her for a moment.
“Emma, you just kissed my idol and for a split second there you had me wishing I was a fucking girl.”
Emma giggled self-consciously then became bashful at all the attention she was receiving and she looked at the floor.
Waving her hand back and forth on the deep grooves of the wood, Emma was oblivious that Rick’s eyes were boring a hole in her back. She then moved onto her knees and took the bottle in her small hand, her slender fingers molding around the curve of it.
Glancing up she made eye contact with me and blushed again. I recognized she was feeling embarrassed at admitting she had thought about kissing me as well. I gave her a small smile and looked away as if I’d forgotten she’d ever said that.
When the bottle stopped next time it was at me. My eyes quickly flicked to Lily, and I watched her swallow down her nerves about what I was going to choose. I already knew what I had to do. The others had chosen the ‘truth’ option, and the forfeit jug looked lethal, so I heard myself say, “Dare.”
Lily looked at Emma, and I could see something pass between them and thought Emma would pick something very tame for my turn. No way would she do anything to put me in the line of fire with another female in the room. She was all too aware of the feelings Lily and I had for each other.
The tension in the room was noticeable while Emma thought of something to ask until Dave pushed her for an answer.
“For fuck’s sake, Emma. You aren’t deliberating over some important peace treaty get on with it.”
Emma stared pointedly at Dave then took a deep breath.
