"Alright…alright…Miera," Niva sighed, clapping. "No more romantic dares."
"Why not?" Mara giggled. "This is better than any soap opera."
Autumn reached for her water, her hands shaking slightly.
Because somewhere between that kiss and that smirk…The past was clawing back to the surface.
And it clearly wasn't done with her yet.Not even close.
" Because we are all straight women… aren't we… I definitely don't want to discover another side of me tonight.. So… no more touching… or kissing! "
Another round of giggles erupted and from the sound one could tell they were all losing it. None of them were sober anymore… except Autumn and Lyla.
Next up was Meira. "I dare you to name the last man who made you cry… and the reason."
Meira stilled. The smirk slid off her face like melting wax.
She took a breath, loud in the silence.
"…It wasn't my stupid husband," she said after a pause. Her voice trembled faintly. "It was… the healer…"
