My throat tightened. “Truth,” I said quickly, clinging to the safer option.
“Coward,” someone teased but the hostess leaned in, eyes glittering. “Alright. Tell us… when was the last time you were properly kissed?”
Heat flared across my face. The whole room seemed to lean forward, waiting. “I—” I fumbled, biting my lip. “It’s… been a while.”
A murmur swept through the group, satisfied and intrigued. I wanted to melt into the couch but the hostess only patted my knee.
The game spun on. More confessions, more dares. The room grew warmer, the laughter looser, charged and then…
The bottle landed on me again.
“Dare,” the hostess declared before I could even open my mouth.
My heart lurched. “Wait…”
“No waiting,” she cut me off, her grin sharp. “Stand up, go to the center.”
The group hoot
