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{Grayson's POV}

As soon as the dare came out of Erica's mouth, I froze. Ellie seemed unfazed, however, and accepted the dare. Everyone went crazy as tension and anticipation filled the living room. Then I heard something odd. It was Vince.

"Who would've thought that this would be the way we finally got her with one of the twins?"

What?! I thought to myself.
Ellie looks equally confused.

"Don't act dumb," someone says.

"I'm not acting dumb, what are you guys talking about?" Ellie says.

"Yeah what is with you guys?" I add.

And then...

"Ellie. You've been friends with the twins for a long time."

"I'm literally sitting right here," I interject.

"Grayson be quiet," Erica continues.

She says it.

"It's only a matter of time before you slip up and get with one of them, I mean come ON. Just look at you."

[What does that even mean?]

"It was just a question of which one." Nick adds.

[Which one?—NO. It's not like that— it's... NEVER...been like that. She's like my sister...]

They had to be joking.

They weren't joking.

I break out of my trance to find Ellie telling everyone that it was "just a game" and that it means nothing.

"Your throne awaits," Erica teases.

[Throne? Hold up...]

"Do I get a say in this?" I ask.

"Don't be a baby," Bella teases.

"I am not being a baby, I just think that this is a really stupid idea."

This statement is 100% true. This is a bad idea. This is such a bad idea. I see me benefiting in no way from this happening.

"What's the matter Gray? Scared you'll like it?"

[Scared? Definitely not...]

"No I just-"

"Then why are you hesitating?"

[ENOUGH.]

"UGH FINE! Just do it already, God,"

[I instantly regret saying that.]

How did I end up agreeing to this?? I wanted no part of it.

Moments later, she sat on my thighs and then scooted up onto my lap. She was way too near to a place that she definitely shouldn't be and I immediately freaked out. I knew what Erica was doing, and I'm ashamed to say that it was working.

My brain kept telling me to get a hold of myself but my body wouldn't cooperate.

[Grayson, this is ELLIE.]

Nothing I tried telling myself had an effect. Then I started sweating. A lot.

Fuck, I knew this was a bad idea.

Ellie shifted and I almost moaned. I instantly bit my lip to keep any sound from coming out. But if anything, that was the least of my problems. I felt an all-too-familiar sensation start and luckily that was exactly when the game ended.

I pushed Ellie off of me, got up and BOLTED to the car.

I caught sight of the front door opening as I reversed out of Erica's driveway but I frantically sped off before anyone could get outside. A few blocks later I spotted an alleyway. I had to pull over.

• • •

I looked down.

"Oh fuck. No no no no god no."

I had an erection.
A bad one.

"Shit."

[I do not want to deal with this right now. Please not here.]

I tried to back out of the alley and continue home but there was no way I could keep driving like that.

"No!" I whimpered, punching the steering wheel.

I never thought I'd be in a situation where I'd dread getting myself off. Life is full of surprises, isn't it? Great. Fantastic.

I turned the car off and reluctantly did what I had to do to get rid of it. Then I cleaned up and drove the rest of the way home, humiliated, angry at my body, and shocked at what had happened.

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