Truth or Dare - Part 3: Round Two

Truth.

It wasn’t just a single question, not the way they played. With their rules it could become a full-scale interrogation and Beth had faced Caleb’s interrogations before. Four years ago perhaps, but she never had been able to stand up to them.

Last time, she hadn’t really wanted to.

She wasn’t so sure about now.

The room suddenly felt way too warm. Maybe it was the fire. Maybe the beer. She dragged off her old jumper, leaving her in only the neglected t-shirt and ancient skirt with the torn hem; her slum-about-the-house clothes. The same kind of thing she’d been wearing for weeks now. She looked like crap, but at least she was comfortable and the guys never seemed concerned. Caleb, of course, always looked exceptional, even in old clothes. And Jack was one of the most fashion-conscious, best dressed people she knew.

“Jack, you need to arbitrate this. Properly,” she said, though she looked at Caleb. “Make sure it’s fair.”

Jack snorted, making himself comfortable in front of the fire, as if ready to enjoy the show.

“Yeah, because fair is how we always play, right?” he said, then reached over to high-five Caleb. Typical.

Caleb considered her with an anticipatory expression. Something she might even have described as predatory.

She wished she didn’t find him so hot when he looked at her like that.

“Four years ago our game was stopped right when it was getting interesting,” he said. And so it had been, Jack’s parents coming...