chapter twelve: Truth or Dare

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Alex woke up at six. He rubbed his eyes and got up, he was only wearing his boxers so he pulled on some denim shorts that he randomly picked, but he didn't bother to put on a shirt. A chain necklace dangled around his neck. He went down to the kitchen to get something to eat. He walked sleepily with bed hair and bare feet.

He opened the fridge and decided to take out a carton of chocolate milk and chugged it down.

"So you still like that huh..." Raysa's voice had him spraying chocolate millk all over the kitchen floor. He saw Raysa, Ryan, Kayla, and Hana by the kitchen door. Kayla held her phone in her hand and was taking multiple shots. "I'll get a lot of money for this," she said as she smiled at the pictures she just took.

Hana whistled, "Just look at those abs!" Alex was neither embarrassed nor flattered. Raysa helped him clean the mess in the kitchen. "Why the hell are you all here?" Alex demanded.

"It was Ryan's idea!" Kayla and Hana said together as they pointed accussingly at Ryan.

"Hey! You all agreed on it too!" he said defensively.

Alex sighed, Raysa finished cleaning. "Get out!" Alex growled at his friends. He turned to Raysa, "Except you."

Raysa blushed at him then put the cleaning cloth by the rugs. "Oh no, we're not leaving until 8:30," Kayla said.

"This is the first time I've ever been to your house..." Ryan said as he looked around.

"Where are all the servants? I mean, a house this big needs a lot to---"

"There aren't any," Raysa told them.

"Why?"

I fired them," Alex said.

"All of them?" his friends gaped at him.

"Oviously," he answered, rolling his eyes at the three. "If you're not leaving, then stay in the living room," he ordered. "I'm going upstairs to get a shirt." He left the kitchen with Raysa right on his tail.

When they went in the room, Alex said, "Why'd you bring them here? It was you who let them in, wasn't it?"

Raysa sighed, "Oh, don't be such a baby. They're just visiting. Besides, you're always alone in this house, having company once in a while isn't a bad thing." She took out a random shirt from his closet, it was navy blue and handed it to him.

He grumpily took the shirt and put it on. It fit like a second skin, Raysa thought, and she also thought that he looked sexy, which is why she mentally slapped herself.

Alex didn't bother combing his hair, if they didn't like it then they just have to deal with it since it is his house.

He decided to look at his best friend. She was now lost in thought as she stared at her hands. She was beautiful, he thought, well, she always has been even when they were kids.

She wore shorts, and it looked nice on her and that cream-colored blouse matched her milky skin. Her dazzling light blue eyes looked big and beautiful. Then his eyes moved to her lips...

He gave himself a mental punch. He shouldn't do that... Raysa was his treasure...he shouldn't be... with fantasies...

"Let's get back to those idiots," Alex grumbled.

"Okay--- wait," she said, taking his arm, sending a shiver run down his spine from his awareness of her. "What?" he asked evenly.

Raysa reached up, surprising him. She wiped a finger by the edge of his mouth, giving him temptations because of her so many openings.

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