PUCK ME ON ICE
“The game is simple. You get to choose anyone here and kiss them for five minutes.”
My heart dropped. The room suddenly felt too hot, too crowded. This is sick. I feel sick. I couldn’t kiss anyone in front of all these people. I’d already had my first kiss, but not like this. Not here.
“I’m sorry, my friend is mistaken,” I said, voice shaky. “I’m not playing.”
The crowd immediately started booing. “No fun!” someone shouted.
“Are you a party pooper, Miss Tessy?” Ryder asked, that smirk still in place. “If you can’t do it, then you have to drink this half bottle of whiskey.”