Page 21 of The Handy Men
"Do you?" he asked.
"Take off your shirt and find out."
Jack whipped it off his head.
Smiling, Paige traced the koi fish on his bicep, catching a faint hint of his aftershave. It was a sensual amber fragrance that smelled exotic and sexy. It made her want to roll all over him. "Were you hurt about not going to the wedding?"
"Shit no. It wasn't even an open bar."
But she could tell it still rankled. She reached down to hold his hand. The thunder boomed again and the pieces on the board jumped.
"We should probably get back to the game," Paige said.
"I'm not done with your dare yet," Dean said. "If people are starting to talk, I want you to hear the full story from us."
"Okay," she said. "But you don't have to tell me if it's too painful. I'll just tell people to mind their business."
"Like that will work," Jack said with a sneer.
Paige rubbed her cheek on his arm. He kissed the top of her head. Warm desire coiled in her stomach and she refused to think about all the delicious possibilities this could bring up.
"Allie's wedding was the beginning of the end for us," Dean said. "Stephanie didn't want anything to change, except she wanted to get married. Preferably to me."
"What about you?" she asked Jack.
"I was the side piece."
Paige frowned. "That doesn't seem fair to you."
Jack shrugged. "If it meant I could have them both, I was fine with it."
"I wasn't," Dean said. "And I told that to Stephanie. And then I married Jack."
"Stephanie saw that she would never be our Mrs. and she left—without a bun in her oven," Jack said.
She wondered if Caillie had lied to her or if it was just malicious gossip that was going around. Paige sighed. "I'm sorry."
Jack shrugged again. "It wasn't meant to be."
"That's the Stephanie story," Dean said. "Truth or dare?"
"I thought we were playing Monopoly," she said, her heart sounding louder than the thunder outside.
"We will, but we have to even out the score."
Paige wasn't sure if she wanted to go with the safe choice of truth. There wasn't anything she wouldn't tell these guys. Or did she want to tempt fate instead, and see what dare Dean could come up with? She bit her lip in indecision.
"Tick tock," Jack murmured.
"Truth." She chickened out.
Jack chuckled.
"Would you ever consider having sex with two men at the same time?" Dean asked, rapid fire.
The breath whooshed out of her lungs. "Hell yes," she whispered.
"Good," Dean said. "Now, let's get back to the game."
