Chapter 16
THIS IS DEFINITELY NOT SCATTERGORIES
MAJOR
What in the everloving hell is happening?
We were supposed to be playing Scrabble or Monopoly or some other boring archaic board game, not the Truth or Dare kissing game with the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever laid my eyes on with three times more testosterone than necessary.
God, I’m too old for this shit.
Of course, I’m saying that to myself but I’m enjoying every minute of watching this unfold.
The sexual tension between Wade and Jasper has always been there. I’ve felt it even if those two masked it in the form of hatred. But now, adding Abby into the mix, well that’s like adding fuel to an already burning inferno.
And I have no idea how to respond to the guys right now. Because Truth or Dare Wade is nothing like the man I normally know. It’s like he’s hijacked the confidence that Jasper usually has, leaving Jasper confused and distorted.
My gaze trails over to the lost man as he sits on the couch opposite Wade and Abby.
His shaggy blonde hair is disheveled from when Abby kissed him, gripping onto his scalp like she never wanted to let him go.
But also, because he keeps running his hand through it, as if that’s a nervous tick I’ve never seen him have.
He’s beyond flustered, that much is obvious. I can’t say I don’t relate.
Watching Abby all day as she recorded videos of herself, and all of us, for her social media account was surprisingly a tease I didn’t know I would enjoy.
But seeing her interact with the guys, pulling out sides of them I’ve never seen before and now these two mind-blowing, life-altering kisses.
Yeah, I feel like a giddy teenager and a born-again man going through sexual rebirth at the same time.
I’m battling with myself to remain calm and maintain the control that I typically have in most situations.
But let’s face it, none of this is like any situation I would have imagined myself in.
Especially with a woman, almost twenty years younger than me and with both of the guys I lean on the most professionally.
This is a bad idea. This is a really bad idea.
I repeat that over and over to myself, but it doesn’t seem to help my resolve when I lean back in my chair, signaling to the group that I’m happy and comfortable in the seat I’m in watching, observing.
Abby glances over to me, her eyes trail my relaxed form and a sheepish smile appears over that gorgeous face. Her brows tick up and I wonder if she’s thinking exactly what I was trying to tell her during our conversation in the garage earlier.
These guys may look like they want to kill each other, but given the chance, they’d fall to their knees for each other.
Abby returns that same knowing look before turning back to Wade.
His chest rises as dramatically as it falls. As cool as he appears I know he’s balancing on a tightrope in his head. The one that Abby currently has full control over.
“Wade…” Everyone stops breathing. “I double dare you,” she leans in closer to him, her eyes bouncing between his eyes and lips, “to recreate Jasper’s first kiss…with Jasper.”
“Oh shit.” Jasper chokes on his own saliva as he whispers the words.
Wade’s breathing picks up, a crease forms between his eyes as he takes in Abby’s words. His fists clench around her hips, as if trying to reel himself in, probably unsure if he wants to freak out and run out of the room or lift his chin and take on her challenge.
I clear my throat, not because I’m trying to push him but because I forgot I stopped breathing. It’s the same state everyone is currently in.
Wade side-eyes in my direction, glances over at Jasper then his eyes rise up to meet Abby’s, who's still straddling his lap. Their eyes lock on each other and it’s as if you can hear them click in place.
Keeping his eyes locked on hers, he finally says, “Jasper, get over here.”