Page 5 of Kaden & Keegan
No one spoke and Keegan realized it was going to get awkward really fast if he didn’t do something.
“All right. Never have I ever, it is.”
Bristol’s cheeks turned a pretty shade of pink. “Seriously?”
“Yep. I assume you know how to play?”
She nodded. “Someone tells something they’ve never done before and anyone who has done it has to drink.”
Keegan mock toasted her with the bottle. “You can go first.”
“Me?”
Yep, he could totally understand why Kaden was head over heels for this chick. Seriously.
*
Bristol knew she shouldn’t have answered the door. She’d even considered it. It would’ve been easy to play it off tomorrow, to tell them she’d fallen asleep early, but her hand had turned that knob before her brain could get out the instruction.
And here she was, sitting in a semi-dark room with two of the sexiest men on the planet. She knew she would regret standing them up tonight, but she’d never anticipated they’d make a house call. Or hotel room, as was the case now.
Not that she had any intention of letting them know she wasn’t entirely disappointed that they’d tracked her down. In fact, she planned to continue with the ruse, making them believe she had absolutely no interest. Which, of course, was a painful lie. But sometimes self-preservation was the most important thing.
“Should we put a time limit on this?” Keegan asked, a teasing note in his voice.
“I’m thinkin’,” she argued, though she hadn’t given a second’s thought about something she’d never done.
Taking a deep breath, she willed her mind to quiet, to ignore the fact that Kaden and Keegan Walker had interrupted what would’ve been a perfectly boring night.
“Ten, nine…”
Bristol laughed. “Hush it. I’m thinkin’. Okay, fine. Never have I ever … stolen a car.”
Keegan’s sexy mouth curved into a wide grin while his twin’s twitched. Kaden lifted his glass, drained it, while Keegan took a swig on the bottle.
Bristol’s eyes widened. “You’ve stolen a car?”
“Technically,” Kaden said, “we misappropriated it. Temporarily.”
Bristol raised her eyebrows, urging him to continue.
“It was our old man’s car,” Keegan explained. “Needless to say, we spent a good portion of our freshman year grounded.”
Bristol realized she shouldn’t have been surprised. Kaden and Keegan were the very definition of a bad boy. In duplicate.
“My turn,” Keegan said. “Never have I ever snuck a boy in my bedroom window.”
Realizing the twist he’d put on that, Bristol chuckled, only it came out as a snort. A very unladylike one, at that.
“Well?” Kaden prompted, his blue-gray eyes locked on her as though he couldn’t wait to find out the answer.
Bristol took a big swallow of her drink.
“I knew it!” Keegan laughed. “Explain yourself, young lady.”
“I was a junior, I think. His name was David. He was a senior and I thought he hung the moon.”
“Did you get caught?” Kaden inquired.
