Page 54 of Five Brothers

The hair on my arms rises, and I can’t hear the music anymore. All I feel are his eyes like a tongue running up that slice of skin.

“Truth or dare?” I ask him.

“Truth.”

“Are you big?”

People laugh, Iron smiles. “Ask your friend,” he tells me. “What was her name again?”

Amy.

I fist my right hand. He’s going for broke tonight. Seeing how far he can push me.

“Truth or dare?” he says.

“Dare.”

“Take off your hat.”

I do, tossing it behind the recliner in the corner.

I steel my spine. “Truth or dare?”

“Truth.”

“Will I come with you?”

A snort goes off, and a few more people have stopped to watch us.

Iron steps, closing the distance between us and looking down at my open vest. Sweat dampens my skin, and my nipples harden against the fabric.

“You’re almost coming right now,” he says.

I arch a brow.

“Truth or dare?” he asks.

“Dare.”

“Drop your jacket.”

But it’s a whisper, and heat pools between my legs.

Holding his gaze, I pull the Mad Hatter’s fitted red jacket off my shoulders and let it slide down my arms to the floor.

“Truth or dare?”

“Truth,” he replies.

“Do you go down?”

A woman behind me expels a breath.

Iron grins. “I always return a favor.”

More laughter.

“Truth or dare?” he challenges.