**
Jake flipped the coin between his fingers, waiting.
I hesitated. “Heads.”
“Tails.”
The coin spun, landed on the bed, and settled on tails.
My stomach dropped.
“No,” I said immediately. “Come on. We’ve been at this long enough. Just—skip this one.”
Jake looked at me, calm and unmoved. “You know the rule. No backing out once we call it.”
“Jake, seriously. I’ve already lost enough. Let me keep the bra.”
“That was the deal.” He nodded toward my chest. “One piece. Your choice. But it has to come off.”
I stared at him, trying to will him into changing his mind. He didn’t even blink.
“f**k,” I muttered.
My hands went behind my back. I unhooked the clasp slowly, dragging it out longer than I needed to. The straps slid down my arms. I held the bra against myself for an extra second,
