Chapter 139
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Right on cue, Davina asked, “Grab some beers?”
Christina’s eyes lit up. Davina always got her. No words needed—just vibes.
But the light faded just as quickly. Christina remembered she had to drive. She sighed and shook her head. “Tempting, but I’ve got to drive. Next time.”
“Alright,” Davina said with a small sigh. She’d been hoping for a laidback night with drinks.
Dylan noticed her disappointment. “If you want one, go ahead. We can call a driver later.”
Elliott chimed in, “Yeah, it’s a special night. A drink or two won’t hurt. And if no one’s available, I can get us a ride.”
“Well then, why not go all out?” Ralphy jumped in, his eyes glinting. He saw an opening. If Dylan got drunk, maybe he’d crash at Christina’s place. After that—who knew what could happen?
Davina lit up at the idea. She hid her grin behind her hand, already imagining it—two handsome men, a little tipsy, caught up in Christina’s world. Just the thought made her giddy. “I’m in!” she said, all smiles. “How about the rest of you?”
Christina hesitated. Everyone was looking at her. She didn’t want to be a buzzkill. So, with a small smile, she nodded. “Fine with me.” With her on board, there was no way Dylan or Elliott would back out.
“No drinks without games!” Davina said, lifting her brows. “Dice or cards?”
Ralphy suddenly leaned forward. “Why not Truth or Dare?”
The table went quiet.
Everyone at the table, regardless of their backgrounds, seemed to be carrying secrets of their own.
𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖊 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 gⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⧴ℭ𝗈𝗺
Oblivious to any tension, Ralphy just frowned at the group’s sudden quiet, completely confused by the shift in mood. A tentative smile spread across his face as he asked, “No one’s up for Truth or Dare?”
Davina broke the ice with a teasing grin. “Truth or Dare at a pizza joint? Next thing you know, I’ll dare you to cook in the kitchen for free and cover the losses if the food doesn’t sell!”
That actually got Ralphy thinking. “Fine by me. I’ll take the challenge.”
Left speechless, Davina blinked in disbelief. If it were up to her, Christina would stay far away from any games that risked exposing her discreet identities.
Chewing on baked ziti, Davina pitched a new idea. “Let’s switch it up. How about we play cards? Everyone draws one, and whoever gets the lowest has to down half a glass of alcohol. Easy and painless!” Her eyes scanned the table, looking for approval. “Any takers?”
Ralphy grinned. “Count me in. Doesn’t matter what we play, as long as we’re having fun.”
Meanwhile, Dylan and Elliott sat quietly, their stares locked on Christina.
Feeling their focus, Christina glanced around, caught off guard by the expectant silence. An awkward smile crept onto her lips. “I’m good with that, too.”
“Fine by me.” Dylan gave a short nod.
Elliott voiced his agreement, “I’m in.”
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