The couch was packed, everyone squeezed together with controllers and soda bottles scattered across the coffee table. Anthony and Missy were tangled up under a blanket, Dusty and Harper kept stealing kisses between Mario Kart rounds, and then there was Spencer—lounging beside you, a smirk playing on his lips every time you cursed at a blue shell.

“Alright,” Dusty grinned after his fifth win in a row, tossing his controller aside. “Game break. Let’s play something fun. Truth or dare.”

Missy rolled her eyes. “We’re not twelve, Dust.”

“Come on, it’ll be fun,” Harper chimed in, nudging her girlfriend. “Let’s make it spicy.”

“Fine,” Missy said, settling deeper into Anthony’s arms. “But if anyone dares me to kiss someone else, I’ll throw hands.”

Everyone laughed, and the game began.

It started simple. “Truth: What’s the most embarrassing thing you’ve ever done?” “Dare: Send a heart emoji to your ex.” “Truth: Have you ever hooked up in public?”

Then it was your turn.

Harper grinned wickedly. “Lilly,” she said, eyes gleaming, “truth or dare?”

You glanced at Spencer, who was watching you with quiet interest, one brow slightly raised.

“Dare,” you said.

Harper’s grin widened. “Okay. I dare you to sit on Spencer’s lap for the next two rounds and whisper something sexy in his ear.”

Spencer nearly choked on his drink, and the group erupted in laughter.

“You don’t have to,” Harper added quickly, but you were already moving.

Sliding onto Spencer’s lap, you felt his arms shift slightly, uncertain what to do with them. One landed awkwardly on your hip.