Page 41 of Offensive Plays

I look around after everyone is settled in and sitting comfortably on the floor. "You know, this really does feel like high school all over again," I smirk.

"Just spin it," Libby insists.

"Fine." I hold her gaze for a second before spinning the bottle in front of me.

It lands on...Kesley. Her best friend.

"Ok, Kesley. Truth or dare?" I ask her.

The blonde considers it. "Truth."

She knows Libby better than most. This is my chance.

"Who is your best friend's real-life crush?"

"Ooh, that's a good one," Hicks says next to me.

Kesley smirks as she looks at Libby who is giving her a sidelong glance.

"That's easy because nobody here would know him."

There's a panicked look in Libby's eyes that flashes to me and then back to her best friend.

"It's this guy on a dating app. Creepy username that makes me think he might be a stalker, but get this, he has a pie—“

"Penis!" Libby shouts as she shoves her in the rib. "Yep. He's got a peen."

She's blushing feverishly now. A guy on a dating app...so she's talked about me to her best friend.

"I guess that's important to note," Landry says, chuckling.

Hicks laughs. "Wait, an app? You mean like BlindBang? Fergie's on that! He actually—“ I shove Hicks in the side.

"It's not your turn, Hicks. And also, 2018."

"Oh," he says with a wink.

"What's 2018?" Kesley asks.

"Shhh," the guys hiss out.

"We don't talk about 2018," Ryker says.

Kesley looks at her friend for clarification as she so often does. "It was the worst year for the Heatwave. We don't talk about 2018."

"I'm still new to all this," Kesley says.

Zane scoots her closer to him. "You'll learn, little lion."

Ugh. I can't with my teammates and their cute little pet names. I gave Libby a pet name. My dumb thoughts remind me.

"Anyways," I try to bring the game back. "Kesley, you're up."

"Ok," she sits up excitedly and spins the bottle. It lands on Landry.

"Do your worst," he says.

"Alright, Keelan. Truth or dare?"