“You wanna make a bet?” he says.
“What? Wanting to prove that your mouth does more than just spout bullshit?” I ask.
“If you think you’re all big and bad, then let’s play a game,” Brett says.
“7 minutes in heaven style,” Zeke continues. “Go to the back bedroom. Blindfold yourself and sit on the bed. If we can make those beautiful thighs tremble, we get to keep you for the night.”
“And if they don’t?” I ask.
“Then we owe you one. No matter what it is, we will owe you one favor each,” he says.
I look at Kaylee and she nods with a grin on her face. She is the only one paying attention to us now. That little bitch set this up. I know she means well. I haven’t been laid in a while, so this is her way of helping. I won’t deny that Zeke and Brett are gorgeous men, but I also know that I’m easily susceptible to being affected. Brett just did it with hardly any effort, which only means I’m about to get fucked by my bullies tonight.
“Fine,” I say simply.
“Do you need a safe word? Zeke asks me seriously.
“Do you?” I respond.
“Alright,” Kaylee says as she comes around the table. She squats down in front of me and smiles. “If they hurt you, no one will ever find their bodies. Okay?”
“Okay,” I laugh. She looks at Zeke first and narrows her eyes.
“I’m not joking when I say that I will fucking kill you if you hurt her. She is too kindhearted to tell you that you’ve been awful to her for years. If this is your way of calling a truce, fine. No more bullshit. Got it?”
“Got it,” Zeke says. She turns to Brett next.
“If you fuck her at this party and embarrass her in any way, I will gut you two like a fish in front of everyone. I have no problem joining my family in prison. I’m not gonna put up with your bullshit like she does.”
“I’m alright, Kay,” I say, squeezing her hands.
“I’m not kidding. Violence never hurt anyone except for the people who pissed me off.”
“You are insufferable,” I laugh.
“Enjoy your night. Here’s to hoping they don’t have tiny dicks,” she says with a smile as she stands.
I shake my head at her and Zeke chuckles. “Let’s go somewhere else.”
“Did you really have sex with Kaylee?” Brett asks.
“She and her boyfriend one time,” I say as we walk down the hallway. My heart is pounding, and I abruptly stop when he opens one of the bedroom doors.
“No one is making you walk into this room,” Zeke turns and says. “Also, just because you come in here with us doesn’t mean anything has to happen.”
“How do I know this isn’t a setup?” I ask.
“We may tease you, but we would never hurt you, Alice,” Brett says.
“You’ve done nothing but basically make fun of me since we were seven. Excuse me for being weary of being alone in a room with you two,” I snap.
“I sense that we have a massive misunderstanding that needs to be addressed,” Zeke frowns.
“Sure. A misunderstanding,” I roll my eyes. I push past him and walk into the room. The nerves take back over when they shut the door and flip the lock.
“Unless you’d rather others be able to walk in on their own,” Zeke says.
“I’m not scared of you. It’s fine,” I say.