Rest in peace miss cat.

In his room just across from his bed is a small table with two pillows, a bottle of whisky, and cards.

"Seat down there," he points at one of the pillows, I give him a side eye. "You want to get me drunk?" I mocked him.

"Come on I am bored, and I know you are bored too, so this guy at the bar suggested this game and I went and bought it," he explained.

"This better be a lighthearted game," I give in and seat at the pillow, he smiles like a fool in love and seats at the other pillow.

"So, the name of the game dare or drink, and pick a card with a dare, you do it or drink, and you do the same."

"Are the dares random?" maybe being a cat isn't for me, because I could feel a cold sweat.

"Yes."

"Hmmmm…... I do not like whiskey; don't you have wine?" I tell him before he quickly stands up returning with a bottle of red Chateau Margaux and a glass, he opens the wine for me and pours it while he pours his whiskey.

"Getting drunk in style, I must say you have almost impressed me Mr. Duncan."

"Almost, how cold of you, and please call me by my first name we are friends aren't we?"

"Friends, sure Theo." I use the most uncommon name people use for him; he is taken aback by that. "So, what does the winner get?"

"You choose,"

"If I win, I want your Ford Mustang Bullitt' I boldly exclaim, I have heard of his having that rare car in the magazine and I have always wanted to have it, mostly because it was my father's favorite.

Heath chuckles before saying, "you are absurd."

"Then I am going back to my room." I stand up and he sighs, "fine you get the mustang if you win, and you come work for me if I win."

I weighed my options well I win either way so, let us play the game, "aren't we playing the game or what?"

"Ladies' first."

"Fine."

The first dare is not bad, well he must call all his boss and tell him he loves him. Ugh, he cannot call himself since he is his own boss, I threw the card away for its absurdity.

But we are halfway in the game when the dares become really screwed like none of us had refused a dare before and cruising nicely until.

"I dare you to take your shirt off." He says it with a smirk on his face, I am unable to even understand what he just said, he flips the card to show me. 'Take off the item of clothing chosen by the opponent.'

"And you chose a shirt? Why can't you choose my headband?"

"Those are accessories love, now come on, the shirt off" I quickly shrieked covering my chest, he knows I am not wearing anything under this shirt, like I just put on some comfortable shirt and shorts to sleep.

I try pleading with my eyes, but he does not budge, this pervert. I angrily picked up my glass of wine and took my first sip of defeat.

"Coward." He mutters to me; I roll my eyes before picking another card.

I chuckle as I read the card, the absurdity of what is written, "what craziness is this?" I burst out laughing, this is definitely a trap, this whole game is a trap.

"Come on now beautiful, read what is written, your mustang is on the line remember."

I sigh at the taunt, what makes him think I will fall for a dumb thing like a mustang, my dignity lies in this and I not sacrificing my dignity for a mustang.

"I dare you to take a body shot." B*tch have you seen a mustang, F*** dignity.

"Hmmm…... since you are the only person here, it means you will help me with the body shot right?"

"What? You cannot do that, it is absurd!" I shout at him, but he does not listen, instead he stands up and goes to his cupboard to whip out tequila, lime, and salt. I gulp as he walks back with a smirk on his face.

"Is this how you trick girls to sleep with you?" I asked nervously.

"Go lie in bed so you are comfortable" he says so nonchalantly, "and no this is the first time I play a game like this; I don't need to trick anyone to sleep with me."

I sigh before standing up to lie in his bed, yeah, goodbye the last set of dignity I had left after beating up my ex, hello miss shameless Fiona.

"Are comfortable?" this dumb man asks, of course I am not comfortable, his lips might touch my body.

"If I say no, will you stop with the body shot?" I hear him chuckle, before looming over my face, "no" he says before pouring his tequila in a cup, he gives me the lime and asks, "I get to choose where to put the salt right?"

I roll my eyes before replying, "who cares about that, just get it over with already," he can put the salt wherever he put the salt. "Fine put the salt whenever you want" I reply lifting my shirt.

"Hm…." I gulp as I sense I made the biggest mistake of my life, "lift it a bit higher, I want the salt on your boobs." He said with a smirk, I am completely numb with the shock, this pervert.

"A deal is a deal, right?" I sigh before lifting the shirt enough to only expose the tip of my breasts, "this all you get," I shove the lime in my mouth and wait, most excruciating wait of my life, he looks me in my eyes for a few minutes with a smirk.

He continues to look in my eyes as he takes his shot without displaying any emotions but lust, as he climbs on top of me to get the salt, I feel an electric shock all over my body, this is not going to end well, the excitement my body gets with just his tongue touching my skin is too much.

He slowly licks off the salt off my breast, I bite my lips harder to not let a moan leave my lips, but my body feels too exited not to, the moan leaves my lips but with the lime in my mouth it is not so loud, I doubt he even heard it.

He then stops, brings his lips to take the lime, he licks his lips and smirk before saying, "you are beautiful have I told you that." This perverted man, how dare he, ugh our lips touch as he takes the lime and she smiles, like not even affected by the bitter taste.

I pushed him back, "there you done your dare can we continue with the game now," I lowered my shirt and proceeded to go seat at my pillow. He shakes his head before following me and seating.

"You know we should resolve this right?" He says before picking a card.

"Resolve what? There is nothing to resolve." I reply annoyed, he better not say sexual tension, because he is the one who always flare up said tension.

"Yeah, nothing to resolve," he says looking in my eyes, "so here's a dare, I dare you to text your ex you still love him."

  "What? Why do I always get the ridiculous ones? Ugh..." I grumble whipping my phone out, definitely not texting Carl, but he is the only ex I still have a number, so yeah, I am texting Carl.

After the text I put the phone away to take the card, but it vibrated with a text from Carl, as I reached for the phone, but Heath's hand beat me to it.

He chuckles as he reads the text, "Oh my fee, I knew you will come back to me, I still love you too, you are the only girl for me Fiona, yes I will take you back," he continues to chuckle as he read.

"What? What is going in that jerk's mind, what makes him think I will take him back?" I say, "text him it was a joke."

"Sure," Heath says, but as he types the length of the text seems to be longer than what I just said.

"Heath what are you writing?" I ask and he does not reply, instead he laughs, "Heath!!"

I launch myself to take my phone back, but guess what, I trip to fall face first in his crotch, yes, I planted my face in his crotch. I do not know who you are but whoever hexed me to be this unlucky, I will definitely find you and kill you.