want to do."
She shrugs. "I'd try it."
I laugh as Nick's mouth falls open.
"Who are you?" He gapes at his wife.
Parker chuckles next to me and I can't help but check him out.
"My turn!" Delilah squeals. "Nick, truth or dare?"
"Dare," he says with a cocky smirk.
Her eyes sparkle naughtily. Oh man, he should not have chosen dare.
"I dare you to kiss Calvin on the lips for ten seconds," she says with triumph.
Parker, being the dumbass that he is, took a sip of his beer right before Delilah spoke. So now, after spewing the beer from his mouth, he is now choking. I clap him on the back a couple of times while laughing at him. I take advantage of the moment by leaning in close to whisper in his ear, “I would love to devour your mouth again.”
Parker visibly shivers, and then shakes it off. He sends me a look, but instead of anger in his eyes, I see...lust? I take a gulp of my water and adjust the crotch of my pants, hoping nobody notices my now hard cock. I nonchalantly look back at him and his eyes are focused on my hands, which are still laying on my lap. He’s going to be the death of me. It takes Calvin’s bellyaching to pull us out of the trance.
"Wait a minute! Don't I get a say in this?" Calvin squawks, looking horrified.
"Nope!" Charlie giggles. "Just do it, ya big baby!"
Nick turns to his best friend and shrugs. Calvin sighs heavily.
"Who's counting?" Calvin asks, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"I'll count," Parker offers.
Calvin sends him a death glare. "Don't you dare drag it out, I will take away your Club M membership," he threatens.
Parker gasps. "You wouldn't dare!" I’ve never been to Club M. I’ve heard of it, but don’t really know much about it. It must be a kickass place for Parker to be upset about not being able to go. I’m going to have to ask him about it later.
"Try me," Calvin grunts then turns toward Nick. "Let’s do this."
Nick chuckles. "Okay. Annnd...go!" Parker shouts.
Nick and Calvin close their eyes and press their lips together. Parker started counting to ten out loud at a somewhat quick pace. Delilah and Charlie are dying laughing, which is making me laugh. Parker yells "Ten!" and they break apart.
"Mmm, Cal, your lips are really soft, my man," Nick says, an amused twinkle in his eye.
The whole table erupts into hysterics. I can barely catch my breath. That is really the best thing I've ever heard.
"Fuck you, asshole." Calvin laughs.
Parker
Everyone is finished eating and the game came to a natural end. We are all sitting around chatting when Charlie suggests that we move to the family room so that we can be more comfortable. Nick and Delilah snuggle on the love seat, whispering back and forth to each other. Charlie and Calvin are perpendicular to them, sitting at opposite ends of the sofa with her legs in his lap. His hands subconsciously find her feet and automatically begin to rub them. Chance and I are sitting in the club seats on the other side of the coffee table, all of us facing each other.
Nick takes a sip of his beer and I see Delilah looking at Charlie, then cocking her head. “Are you allowed to be lying on your back?” she asks Charlie.
“I’m not technically lying on my back. But, yeah, at some point my doctor told me to sleep on my side,” she answers. I can see on Charlie’s face that her wheels are turning, but she doesn’t say anything else.
“The time frame seems to be different considering which source you are reading,” Delilah retorts, and we are all now looking at her, wondering what’s going on.
But we are all clueless, except for Charlie, who knows Delilah so well they might as well share a brain. We are all caught off guard when Charlie suddenly bounces off the couch, stands up and points at Delilah. “Tell me now, sister!” she shouts.
All of us men look at each other as if we are watching a foreign film with no subtitles. “What the hell is going on?” Calvin barks.
Charlie is still
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