Sarah Levy Drinking Games Novels & Stories

Indecent Advances Leah locked the sliding door behind her. She proceeded to walk to the laundry room at the end of the hall and left the plastic laundry hamper on the counter. After that, she went downstairs to the kitchen. The underlying scent of marinated pork greeted her. Sitting there, spread out on the marbled kitchen counter, were aluminum trays of skewered pork and poultry liver and innards. The meat lay sprawled, ready for a bbq to celebrate a new book and magazine issue launch. Paul had her do it since he was hosting the barbeque. Leah put her back into preparing, so her attention was entirely on them when the kids got home.

Man laughs at the way he said 'teached', which isn't a word anyways, and nods. "That's good." Man tries to think of things to do with Leo that cause a bit of extra mischief, knowing that the cookie will give him a sugar rush and suggested it for that reason. He sees Bright and Ash mini bar and smirks. "Hey Leo. Wanna play a game?" "Yeah!" "Great! Let's play 'Hide The Bottles' and you play by hiding all of the alcohol bottles around the loft. Wanna play?"

She raised her glass, and Rob clinked his beer against it. “You might as well stay over then,” she added. “Your room’s available.” Rob smirked. Over the years, he had stayed at their house so often—both with and without Sarah—that the guest room was basically known as “Rob’s Room.” “Yeah, that’d be great. Saves me the hassle of finding a taxi.” “It’s a plan,” Emma said with a mischievous glint. “So… do you know any good drinking games?” Rob hesitated for a second, then decided to be bold. “Drinking games? Not really. We usually just play truth or dare.”

The moment the glasses hit the table, Adrian instinctively reached to grab the one in front of her, but a buddy next to him blocked his move, grinning cheekily, "I get that you two are tight, but you can't mess with the drinking game rules. If you cover for her, the drinks double. That's six shots, Adrian. Think about it!" Adrian winced at the thought. Yvette, with her hands propping up her chin, gave Janice a sideways glance. "Janice, you're not a schoolgirl like me. You've been rocking the business scene for years, so this drinking game is old hat for you, right? Three little shots should be a breeze." Yvette's challenging look was like a punch to Janice's gut. Janice shot a look at Adrian

Dylan replied, successfully dragging him away. "It's time for the game, come to the table if you are interested" someone announced through the speaker. "Are you playing?" Leonard asked Elena. "Of course" she nodded and they stood up from the bench before going into the house. Everyone interested in the game were already sitting around a big round table and they joined immediately. Dylan and Donald came in last and they settled down beside each other. "The game starts now, if you can't say the truth or do a dare, you would have to drink a shot of vodka" the anchor said through the speaker and a maid appeared with glasses filled with vodka.

Sasha pointed out, narrowing her eyes. “Exactly!” Hunter shot back. “Now, shut up and listen. We’re playing Never Have I Ever. You know the drill—fingers up, take a sip if you’ve done it. And yes, you’re all drinking, no excuses.” He gestured to the bottle of wine he’d already opened. Killian groaned, running a hand down his face. “Why do we always end up playing drinking games with you?” “Because you love me.” “I wouldn’t go that far,” Kris muttered, earning a laugh from everyone.

Eli was on the floor, sketching in his leather-bound book, pencil strokes delicate, focused. “Okay, this is ridiculous,” Beau finally groaned. “We’re acting like prisoners. Let’s do something.” “Like what?” I asked, glancing over the rim of my mug. He grinned. And just like that, I knew I wasn’t going to like whatever came next. “Drinking game,” Eli offered after a beat, eyes still on his sketchpad. Beau’s grin widened. “Even better—truth or dare. You down, princess?” I blinked. “Seriously? What are we, thirteen?”

She smiled, another idea forming in her mind Before anyone could speak, a few staff members came forward, carrying a large table, which they placed at the center of the room. On it, there were wine glasses, shot glasses, and an assortment of colorful liquor bottles. The staff swiftly arranged everything, filling the glasses as the crowd watched, intrigued. Ava’s eyes sparkled with anticipation as she waved her hand dramatically so everyone gathered round. “Now, let’s play a game of Never Have I Ever.”

"What are we gonna play?" I asked Ezra put the bottle on the side table. "A fun game called Never Have I Ever." A smile escapades my lips. "I know that game." "You played that before?" "No. I just heard about it from a friend." I sat properly, leaning my back on the headboard while I was facing him. "Great. Shall we start?" He sounded excited. "We shall." He put alcohol on the shot glass with a smirk on his face. "Go on; you start."

At first, I was shy but I soon eased up and narrated the whole experience down to how Ryan won the manager over. The table reacted; cheering us for a job well done. It was….nice. Another round of drinks arrived. The only thing I was actually interested in. I reached for a glass eagerly. “Careful,” Ryan said teasingly but I didn’t listen. Then Jerry leaned forward, grinning mischievously. “Let’s make this interesting. A drinking game?” He was staring directly at me. My eyes lit up immediately. This was the type of motivation I needed. “I’m in,” I said quickly.