28. I Dare You #2
I stiffen. I bet Gen will take this opportunity to try to drag Macklin into another room. She’s been shamelessly staring at him all night.
But not only doesn’t Gen try to steal Macklin away from the room, she doesn’t even lean to whisper in his ear like I would have done.
“I was sure you would have gotten bored with Talia by now.” She says loud and clear, shifting her gaze from her ex-boyfriend to me.
“Gen.” Macklin looks furious. “That’s fucking rude.”
She shrugs. “The dare was to confess a secret. It didn’t say anything about being polite.”
It’s my turn to blush. “It’s ok. Whatever.”
“No, it’s not ok.” Macklin bites out. “Let me tell you a secret, Gen. As a freebie. Talia is the best thing that ever happened to me. I’m falling for her. And being with her made me realize that what I felt for you wasn’t even close to love.”
Oh, I know I shouldn’t dwell on what he just said. He wants to hurt Gen rather than declare his feelings for me.
Our whole relationship is to show Gen that they’re done.
But I can’t help the warmth that spreads in my chest at the way Macklin is looking at me.
“Asshole,” Gen bites out.
“Sorry if the truth hurts. You should have thought about it before you were rude to my girlfriend.”
“Whatever. When you do get bored with her, don’t come begging me to take you back because I won’t.”
This time Macklin smiles. “Noted. I’ll take that risk. Now, let’s keep this fucking show on the road. It’s my turn to draw for the next dare.”
We all watch as Macklin dips his hand into the first bowl.
“Becks,” he reads out before taking a piece of paper from the second bowl. “I dare you to kiss…”
My heart leaps right into my throat as Macklin looks around the room. I have no right to be jealous, but I’m not looking forward to watching Becks kiss someone else.
“Talia.”
Did Macklin just say my name, or am I having auditory hallucinations based on what I would like to hear?
Everyone is looking at me though, so I guess I’m not that delusional just yet.
“Ha.” Gen cackles at Macklin. “Karma is a bitch. Now you have to look at your precious girlfriend making out with your brother.”
“Get over yourself, Gen. It’s just a game. We aren’t in middle school anymore. Let’s go, guys. We don’t have all night.”
Becks’s blue eyes are locked on me, bright and intense.
It’s really hard to read what he’s thinking right now. It’s entirely possible that he doesn’t want to kiss me and that Macklin is wrong about his brother always wanting what he has.
Maybe Becks just isn’t into me, or he would have really kissed me the night we met.
Either way, I’m pretty positive he doesn’t want to run buck naked through a house full of people, so this is happening.
At the very least, I’m going to know how it feels to kiss Becker Shayba.
Is it going to be just as earth shattering as kissing Macklin?
A million questions run through my head, tangled with conflicting emotions. I want both these men.
Could this be the universe’s way of helping me clear my head? Or is this kiss going to make everything even more complicated?
There’s only one way to find out.
Becks comes forward. “Hey.” He whispers. “Hey. Is it ok if I…”
He has to kiss me, but it’s nice of him to make sure he has my consent.
I nod, and he closes the distance between us.
One of his big hands holds my waist as he crushes his lips to mine.
His kiss is totally different from his brother’s.
That’s the first thing that comes to my mind. Macklin’s kisses always start light and playful; this kiss is nothing like that.
Becks’s mouth presses hard against mine from the get go and my lips part on a surprised gasp.
When his tongue touches mine, heat floods my body, and I’m glad for his solid presence. I don’t think my knees would support me otherwise.
Becks owns my mouth with a kiss that’s powerful, demanding, and skilled. He takes me by storm, and I’m just happy to go wherever he wants to take us.
A moan echoes in the room, and I realize it just came from me.
That only spurs Becks on to kiss me harder, holding me against his rock-hard chest.
And his chest isn’t the only thing that’s rock hard.
I press myself closer to him, letting my body take the lead.
He cups my ass, causing another moan to slip out of my mouth.
“Get a room, you two.” Someone chuckles, and that’s what finally breaks the spell we’ve fallen under.
Becks takes one slow, reluctant step back. He keeps his blue eyes on me, his gaze as hard and intense as his kiss.
My chest is heaving as I attempt to catch my breath and calm down, but I can’t.
I’m turned on and so confused I can barely breathe.
Another pair of stormy blue eyes is zeroed in on me, and I have nowhere to go.
Captive between my fake boyfriend and my crush.
The realization that I want them both makes me stumble, and if I don’t crash into the concrete floor of the Gamma House basement, it’s thanks to Macklin’s steadying arm around my waist.
“You ok, baby?”
I’m not ok.
However this ends, I’m going to get my heart broken.
I’m falling for two men, and no matter how I look at the situation, there’s no way I can have them both.