“Why?”
“To be honest,” he said, “I kind of feel like I’ve already participated in one dare.”
“Aw. “Okay! Xxnx She was in a lounge in the corner of the tub, her head laying back, wet silver hair splayed around her; a flash of pink in the water suggested she had stripped down to her bra and matching panties. “Dare,” Erin said, taking another sip of her drink and sitting it down. Would Erin go through with it if I gave her the impression I was okay with it? However, I didn’t feel a single shred of jealousy. “You ever call me that at work, though, and I’ll throat punch you,” Honey said, jabbing a finger at Dillon. If anything, it had turned me on a little. Sitting opposite Dillon, about a foot from him, was a woman with a dark complexion, raven hair, and the absolute definition
