Out of Bounds (The Summer Games #2)(14)

“Let’s play ‘Never Have I Ever’!” Lexi said, shimmying her shoulders against the back of the booth.

“How do you play that?” Molly asked.

“Everyone holds up ten fingers and when it’s your turn, you say something you haven’t done. If someone has done that thing, they have to put a finger down.”

“Sounds confusing,” Rosie said with a hiccup.

Lexi groaned. “No. It’s easy. Fingers up and we’ll get started.”

“I’ll go first,” I said with a smile. “Never have I ever had a one-night stand.”

No one but Lexi put down a finger.

Molly was next. “Never have I ever gone to third base.”

Rosie leaned forward and lowered her voice. “What’s third again?”

Lexi rolled her eyes. “You haven’t done it.”

She nodded. “Right. Oh, it’s my turn. Um, never have I ever…been kissed.”

“ROSIE.”

“What?” she asked. “I’ve been busy training! It’s not like boys have been beating down my door to get to me.”

Lexi covered her eyes with her hands. “That’s just wrong.”

I shrugged and came to Rosie’s defense. “It’s hard to find time for boys.”

“You’ve never had a boyfriend?” Molly asked.

“I have,” I said, thinking over the awkward dates and even-more-awkward sex I’d had in the past.

“When was the last one? A while ago?” she asked.

I thought of Noah. Easy, nice Noah.

“Well there was this one guy,” I said. Everyone leaned closer. “His name was Noah and we met when we were both competing at Worlds last year.”

“Oh! I remember him. He’s cute,” Molly said.

“Yeah. We exchanged numbers and tried to hang out a few times, but he was boring with a capital B. I mean, seriously, on our first date he went in for a side hug at the end.”

Even Rosie’s eyes widened at that. “Are you two still seeing each other?”

“God no. I mean, he’ll be in Rio. He’s competing with the men’s gymnastics team, but I don’t plan on hanging out with him or anything.”

Lexi reached for Rosie’s beer and took a long sip. “What a waste of potential.”

She was right. When I’d first met Noah, I assumed he would be the guy to show me how good sex could be. I wasn’t a virgin; I didn’t want to take it slow with him. We’d gone out on five dates, we texted all day, and I gave him plenty of hints. I mean, there’s only so many times you can throw yourself at a guy before it becomes embarrassing. I explained this to the group and Lexi looked personally offended.

“Maybe Noah didn’t want to have sex with me because I’m a sea urchin and everyone can see it but me.”

Lexi stood up on her seat, shaking the table in the process. “YOU LOOK LIKE NATALIE PORTMAN!”

I reached out to force her back into her seat, but she wiggled out of my grasp.

“Just because one boring ass boy didn’t want to have sex with you doesn’t mean you aren’t pretty.” To prove her point, she turned to a table a few yards away from us. “You just need a man. Hey! You guys!”

Four burly bikers glanced over to us and I sank lower in my seat. “Do you think my friend is pretty?”

I groaned and buried my face in my hands. This was the most mortifying experience of my life.

“Aw hell yeah! A little skinnier’n I’m used to!” said a toothless biker.

“I’d do her!” another added.

I waved my hand. “Okay, much appreciated. That’s all.”

“See?” Lexi said.

I wanted to slither under the table and live there forever. “I need another drink.”

Lexi clapped. “I’ll get it!”

A few hours later, as we sipped our third (or fourth) beer, I knew we’d made a major mistake. My head was already swimming. I couldn’t see straight and my stomach hurt.

“I can’t believe I’m living with a bunch of virgins,” Lexi said, shaking her head. “It’s like a nunnery or something.”

“Hey!” I protested. “I’ve done it a few times.”

Even if they weren’t great…

“And it’s called a convent,” Rosie corrected with a hiccup. “Not a nunnery.”

Lexi groaned. “Only a nun would know that.”

“Let’s play another game,” Molly said. “What about truth or dare?”

Rosie punched her fist in the air. “YES. I’m so good at that game.”

Lexi reached for her hand and brought it back by her side. “You nearly just took my nose off with your fist.”

Rosie giggled, drunk. “SORRY!”

“Brie, you’re up first,” Molly said, turning to face me. Her pale cheeks were flushed from the beer and her freckles were even more prominent than usual. She really was pretty.

“Okay,” I agreed. “Go for it.”

“Truth or dare?” she asked.

“Truth.”

“Wait!” Lexi said, holding out her hands to push Rosie and Molly back. “Let’s decide on a question together.”