Easy.
“No,” I answer and watch as she bites down on her lip, hiding a smile, but the gleam in her eyes gives away how happy she is. I can’t help but grin stupidly at her before asking, “Truth or dare?”
“Truth.”
Good.I was hoping to get to know her more.
“Do you have a girlfriend? Or are you seeing anyone at all?”
“Hey! That was two questions, Mister!”
I smirk. Knowing I totally did, but not on purpose.
I hold my hand up in surrender. “Sorry, honest mistake. I promise.”
She narrows her eyes, as if reading my face to see if I’m lying. I can’t help but laugh. She shakes her head, laughing too, before answering, “No to both, cheater.”
Perfect.
I nod and sit back in the booth and wait for her.
“Truth or dare.”
“Truth.”
“Are you single? Like, not seeing anyone at all?”
I chuckle darkly before saying, “I’m completely single. There is no one.” I say every word slowly, so she gets it before asking her, “Truth or dare?”
“Truth.”
“Are you attracted to me?”
She blinks rapidly at my direct question, and I pick up my glass and drain it. I hide my grin, knowing I caught her off guard.
“Yes,” she says unevenly. And I feel anything but even. Her admitting exactly what I wanted to hear causes my mouth to suddenly dry. I take a long sip of my drink whilst she asks me the next question.
“Truth or dare.”
“Truth.”
“Are you attracted to me?”
My gaze stays locked on hers. “Obviously, yes.”
She bites down on her lip and blushes, and my mind pictures her under me. Completely naked, except for her sexy thigh high socks and heels. Her luscious body writhing in pleasure, and those tempting pink lips I’m currently staring at, calling out my name. But my daydream is cut short by her husky voice. “Truth or dare?”
I clear my throat. Needing a minute to get my head on straight, I decide to change the direction of the game.
“I dare you to make me a drink that describes you.”
“That’s not how you play the game. You clearly haven’t played in a while.”
“Are you calling me old?” I ask, smirking.
“You might be showing your age now.”
“Ouch.” I lay a hand on my chest, pretending to be hurt.