Playing (Inked Hearts 2)

Brendon and Walker stare at him, surprise in their eyes.

"You gonna explain?" Brendon asks.

Ryan sets his drink on his thigh. "No."

They stare at him.

He stares back.

I tap my heel against the floor. Look to Em with a shrug. She shrugs back.

This... this isn't too bad. It's fun when it's other people getting thrown under the bus.

Ryan folds his arms with a frown.

Dean laughs and blows him a kiss. He nudges Brendon. "Your go."

Brendon shoots Dean a you're annoying look. "Never have I ever embarrassed my brother in front of all his friends."

"Bullshit. You don't have a brother." Dean looks to Emma. "And I've seen him embarrass you."

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 ev

er 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."