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“Dare.” Ryle’s voice is cool, calm and collected as he mumbles his answer, like there isn’t another option.
“I dare you to—” Bradley’s interrupted by several females shouting in unison. “Take off your shirt!”
Ryle nods his head to the adorning crowd and grabs the rim of his shirt. Everyone with lady parts around the fire starts to drool. Me included. His movements are slow and sensual, and he doesn’t even bat an eye. Apparently removing an article of clothing in front of a crowd is a typical thing for him to do on a Saturday night. My needy eyes take notice to the “V” that waves hello to me as cloth is lifted from his body.
I melt.
Literally. My body fills like goo, and I wilt until nothing is left but a puddle of want and need.
“Ow ow.”
“Yumola!”
“Sexy beast.”
I feel like I need to wash my ears out. Rolling my eyes, I snatch Tank’s drink out of his hands and down it. Bottoms up.