He definitely joined because of me. Is that good or bad news?
Eliot comes back from the kitchen and drops back into his seat beside me. “I’ll play too.” He leans close and adds, “Don’t worry. I won’t dare you to do anything crazy.”
I frown. “Dare?”
Wendy’s smile widens instantly.
Oh no.
“We play Never Have I Ever a little differently here,” she says cheerfully.
Every instinct in my body tells me I’m about to suffer.
“First,” she starts counting on her fingers, “we mix drinks. Really bad drinks.”
Micro salutes proudly from across the room. “Chemical warfare.”
“Second,” Wendy continues, “if you drink three consecutive times, the person asking gets to dare you.”
My stomach drops.
“And our dares,” Rio adds, “can get a little aggressive.”
“A little?” I choke out.
“Okay, fine. Ve
