When We Kiss

He tilts his head to the side, and the way the light hits his square jaw is like some classical painting. “I don’t know that one.”

“How can you not know that one?”

Broad shoulders rise in a shrug, stretching that tank, and I inwardly sigh. “I guess Oceanside is more sophisticated than you give it credit for.” His reply is a total tease.

“Not a chance.” I take two more beers and twist off the caps. “It’s easy. I’ll start by making a statement of something a person might do. If you’ve done it, you drink. For example, never have I ever gone skinny dipping.” Lifting my beer, I take a short pull. “Get it?”

His frown softens, and he starts to nod. “I think so. You drink when it’s something you’ve done.”

“Right. First one drunk… Wins?”

“Then loses tomorrow.”

“Or later tonight, depending on how your stomach works.”

His full lips part, and I’m treated to that white smile again, coupled with that deep dimple in his left cheek. Holy shit.

“Was that your first statement?” He points the neck of his bottle at me. “You’ve gone skinny dipping?”

“Yep. Drink up, Tucker.”

Lips press into a grin, and he shakes his head.

My eyes go wide. “You are shitting me right now. You’ve never been skinny dipping?”

“Never had a reason.”

“Who needs a reason?” He shrugs, but that grin is still there. I narrow my eyes. “I don’t believe you.”

That makes him laugh. “I’m a man of the law. Would I lie to you?”

“Yes.” I answer so fast, he laughs louder. It makes my stomach all tight and tingly. “It’s a game of honor. There are no rules for lying.”

“I’m not lying.” A laugh, soft and low rolls from his throat, and my insides are all warm and fizzy.

“It’s your turn.”

His eyes travel around the room. “Let me see…”

“The object is to get to know the other person better.”

“I understand.” He gives me a glance like he wants to get to know me better naked. It’s hot. “Never have I ever… Hmm… watched a porno on a date.”

He takes a drink, and my eyebrows shoot up. I sit motionless, like a dummy, not drinking. “You’ve watched porn on a date? Isn’t that illegal or something?”

“It’s not going to work if you doubt everything I say.”

Taking a deep breath, I shake my head. Just when you think you have somebody figured out… Chad Tucker is not such a square after all. I slide my fingers down the cool bottle.

“You haven’t?” The disbelief in his voice makes me self-conscious. I shrug, and he murmurs. “I’d like to get that cherry.”

I have to clear the lust from my throat. “Never have I ever…” My eyes circle the room. “Had phone sex.”

I sit back and take a drink. Chad only looks at me, but this time the smirk on his face is hot. “Maybe you can get that cherry.”

“You are not serious right now. You’ve watched porn on a date, but you’ve never had phone sex?”

“I didn’t have access to cell phones for a while.”