Only, Always, and Forever You

28 - Truth or Dare

Amara's POV:

I know exactly what Cole is doing.

He isn't exactly being stealthy when he and Luke cut us off from Oliver. What's their deal? Maybe Luke has a right to be jealous since he and Ella are doing whatever, but Cole has no right.

I want to be upset, and I want to be mad, but every single thought is wiped from my mind when Cole puts his arm up on the couch, wrapping behind my head so that his hand rests on my arm.

I can see Oliver start to get uncomfortable, and I don't know why, but Cole seems to be enjoying it, judging by the massive smirk on his face. He isn't even trying to hide his satisfaction.

"Okay, I'll start!" Ella announces eagerly. She roles the dice, which came with the cards, and it lands on one of the 'Dare' sides. She grabs a card from that pile and reads it aloud, "kiss the cheek of the person to your left."

Luke, who's sitting next to her, gets excited, until he realizes that he's to her right, and I'm to her left. Oh well, no harm in a kiss on the cheek, right?

Ella pecks my cheek lightly and we both giggle. I can tell that Luke isn't annoyed, he's just upset that it wasn't him... I ship those two so hard.

"Alright, Amara, your turn!" Ella states.

"Oh, okay," I say, rolling the dice. I'm lucky that it lands on 'Truth', and I grab a card, "Has someone you know ever been in your wet dreams?"

I turn red, and I'm sure I sit there for a good minute after reading it, just staring wide eyed at the card. I clear my throat.

"Uhm..." I start awkwardly, "Yes..."

I'm so embarrassed, and Cole and Oliver stay silent while Luke and Ella laugh.

"No way!! Here I was thinking you were an angel," Luke manages between laughs, "Guess you've got more to you than I thought, Fadel."

So. Fucking. Embarrassing.

I should have just lied.

Cole clears his throat too and sits up to reach for the dice. He rolls it and it lands on 'Truth' as well.

He grabs a card and reads it aloud, "Tell the story of how you lost your virginity."

Oh. Well, at least I'm not the only one answering awkward questions.

"Not much to say," Cole begins with a shrug, "Some random girl at a party. We were both drunk. Wasn't enjoyable. Ended when I couldn't hold the alcohol in anymore."

He recounts it so carelessly, and I grimace at the thought of him throwing up while losing his virginity. God, I thought my question and answer was awkward... It's kind of funny though...

We continue the game, and it seems like we're on a 'Truth' streak since Oliver, Luke, and Ella all got 'Truth'.

It's my turn again, and I roll the dice. Of course, it's just my luck that I break the streak, and the dice lands on 'Dare'. I pick up a card from that pile and read it in my head first:

Take your shirt off for one round

Fuck. I knew it would be bad, but this is terrible. Today I wore a baby-tee and cargo pants, but the problem is that I didn't wear a bra.

I don't know what to do, and I try to turn to Ella for help, but she is distracted by Luke at the moment. I turn to the one other person here that I trust to help me, even if it's going to be awkward.

I lean over to Cole and show him the card. He reads it and looks up at me. For a second I see something flash in his eyes, but as quickly as it appears, it's gone. He plays it off with a 'nonchalant' shrug, but I don't care if he's jealous or protective or whatever— I need his help right now.

I lean into his ear so that I can whisper discreetly, "Cole, I can't do this one."

He becomes confused and gives me a look that tells me he needs more information.

"I'm not wearing a bra," I explain timidly, and I feel him tense beside me.

The only difference is that this time, he isn't tensing because he is angry. It's for another reason, but I can't tell what.

Cole clears his throat and adjusts himself, squirming uncomfortably.

Shit. Did I make him uncomfortable? I should have just kept it to myself. God, I'm an idiot.

"It's okay Amara, you can do that," he says, loud enough for the rest to hear.

I'm confused and really nervous for a second before he continues talking.

"It says to wear the top of the person to your left," Cole explains to the group.

It's obviously a lie, but I'm so beyond grateful that I don't have to take my shirt off.

Cole begins to take his hoodie off, and passes it to me. He's wearing a plain shirt underneath, but it still rides up a little when he's taking his hoodie off, exposing his lower abs and V-line...

His toned, muscular figure sends goosebumps down my body. I gulp involuntarily at the sight, and I'm glad that it only lasted for a second before he pulled his shirt back down, or else I would have been way too distracted. A part of me is kind of upset though...

Stop it, Amara! FRIENDS!!!

I give Cole a grateful look and pull his hoodie on. I'm immediately enveloped in the very large sweatshirt, and I'm met with his warm, addicting scent. I'm not going to want to take this off...

Thankfully, my turn is over, but I don't miss the odd look Oliver is sending me. It almost looks like he's jealous too...

Cole's POV:

I'm trying to ignore my raging hard-on right now and instead focus on the game.

When Amara leaned over to me and told me she isn't wearing a bra, I couldn't control myself. It's like I'm some virgin boy, considering my body's reaction to her words...

Then, she put my hoodie on, and now she sits there and looks adorable, engulfed in my large sweatshirt.

How can this girl be beautiful, hot, and adorable? It's a triple threat that I never knew existed.

Until her.

I clear my throat, adjusting myself in my pants again, and I reach for the dice.

'Dare'

I grab a card from the pile and read it aloud, not thinking to read it in my head before, "Let the person to your right sit on your lap for 2 rounds."

I immediately start to fluster when I finish reading, and I can see Amara, who's on my right, begin to blush too.

Everyone else is sitting there awkwardly, waiting to see what happens. Ella and Luke share a knowing look, and I smirk when I see the annoyed expression on Oliver's face. That is satisfying.

Well, now that I've already said it there's no taking it back, right? How unfortunate...

Although I'm fine with it, I give Amara a look that asks if she's okay with it before anything. She's still blushing but manages to nod her head and stand up.

I adjust my posture so that there's more room for her on my lap, and I really hope that she can't feel how rock hard I am right now. I don't want to make her uncomfortable.

She slowly lowers herself onto my lap, and I have to bite back a groan when she positions herself so perfectly on top of my dick.

There's no way she doesn't feel me underneath her now.

She adjusts herself to find a comfortable position, and I swear, I'm about to lose it because of the friction. Every time she moves, she unintentionally rubs my dick in a way that is driving me crazy.

I bring my hands to her hips and hold them firmly in order to keep her still. If she accidentally grinds on me anymore, I'm going to lose my shit.

God, this woman is doing something to me...