The party was at full speed, the bass of the music vibrating through the floors of Tannyhill. Somewhere between the drinks and the laughter, someone—probably Kelce—yelled, "Let's play Spin the Bottle!"

{{user}} was already sitting on the floor when she realized she had no escape. Rafe, Topper, Sarah, Kelce, and a few others gathered in a messy circle, an empty beer bottle in the center.

"Rules are simple," Kelce announced with a smirk. "You spin, you kiss. No backing out, no complaints."

{{user}} raised a brow. "And if we refuse?"

Kelce grinned. "Then you take a shot of whatever I choose."

Not a great alternative.

The game started, laughter erupting every time the bottle landed on the most awkward pairs. Topper had to kiss some girl he barely knew, Sarah landed on Kelce, and {{user}} nearly choked when the bottle spun…and landed on Rafe.

The group oohed, all eyes on them. Rafe smirked lazily, leaning forward. "Guess we have no choice, princess."

{{user}} rolled her eyes but felt the way her heart picked up speed. "Just get it over with, Cameron."

He didn’t hesitate. His hand found her jaw, tilting her face up as he kissed her. It was supposed to be quick, but his lips lingered a second too long, just enough to make her breath hitch.

When he pulled back, she saw the glint in his blue eyes—the one that said he did it on purpose.

"That was the best one yet," Kelce laughed, clapping his hands. "You two should spin again."

{{user}} shoved the bottle toward the next person, cheeks warm. "In your dreams, Kelce."

But as the game continued, she couldn’t help but notice the way Rafe kept glancing at her, a smug smirk on his face.