Emma nods. "He's the worst."
"Nah, that's me." Dean holds up his drink. "Fair is fair. You've embarrassed your sibling, so—" Dean takes a long sip.
Brendon nods fair is fair and drinks.
Everyone but me drinks.
Ah, for once it's a good thing being an only child.
Walker takes his turn. It's something about tattooing. Leighton's too.
Then it's me. I rack my brain for something that won't out me as a naïve virgin. "Never have I ever fooled around at work."
There are half a dozen fucks at once.
Everyone but Emma drinks.
Ryan shoots Leighton an incredulous look. "Who?"
"Nice girls don't kiss and tell." Her plum lips press into a smile.
"And that's relevant, how?" Dean teases.
They flip each other off.
Emma holds up her drink. "Never have I ever gone to the gym twice in a day."
Brendon takes a drink.
Ryan chuckles.
One of the other guys groans.
Someone complains. "Boring."
Emma shrugs. "I got what I wanted. It's to you, Ryan."
Ryan's expression sticks on Dean. It's like he's a sniper and he's lining up the perfect forehead shot. "Never have I ever lied to a woman about being in love with her."
Dean holds his ground. "You looking at me?"
"Yeah." Ryan stares back at his brother. "You're looking awfully sober."
"I don't have to lie about that shit. I've got a unique charm," Dean says.
Leighton laughs. "Okay."
Walker joins her.
Dean looks to Emma and me. "Back me up, ladies. You'd do me, right?"
Emma laughs. "I like quiet guys."
; He mimes being stabbed in the gut.
"And you, Kay?" Dean's gaze flits to Brendon. He's reveling in this too.