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voice bellowed from the near distance. “Jennifer!”
    “This isn’t over,” Bobby told her, setting her on the ground. “Not even close.”
    “Don’t bet on that one, Bobby,” Jennifer said. “You’ll lose.”
    “It’s time to play truth-or-dare,” Marcie said from the doorway, with an intoxicated giggle.
    Bobby leaned close to Jennifer. “I dare you to finish what we started,” Bobby said, and he wasn’t talking sex, though sex was fine by him. He was talking everything—the past, the present, the future. Bobby turned to Marcie. “Let the games begin.”

    M ARCIE SHOUTED ACROSS the backyard to have the music stopped, ready to start the games. She giggled and turned back to Jennifer. “Let’s get ready to rumble!”
    Jennifer held her hand over her face. There was no rumbling in the game of truth-or-dare, but there was plenty of rumble to Jennifer’s nerves. Like it wasn’t enough that she’d already delved into the “sex as a weapon” game with Bobby and lost round one. Now she had a tipsy Marcie to contend with.
    Marcie grabbed Jennifer’s hand and tugged her onward. “Let’s go,” she said. “This is going to be so fun.”
    Fifteen minutes later, Jennifer hadn’t seen hide nor hair of Bobby. The game was about to begin, and this other game, the one between Bobby and herself, was clearly well under way. A huge circle of twenty guests sat on a carpet runner circling the dance floor, ready to play truth-or-dare.
    Marcie sat next to Mark, and patted the rug on her opposite side. “Come, Jen!”
    Jennifer sat down, scanning for Bobby, and silently scolding herself for the disappointment curling in her stomach at his disappearance. Had he left? And why? Why did she care? Because she wanted that orgasm he’d almost given her, she declared in her mind, refusing to allow any other answer to be considered.
    As if Bobby sensed her feelings, he appeared directly across from her, behind Scott Wright, a neighbor down the road, who was already seated. Jennifer’s heart charged into action as Bobby bent down and whispered to Scott. A second later, Scott got up and Bobby claimed his seat.
    Bobby arched a brow at Jennifer, letting her know he was ready for round two of “sex as a weapon.” Jennifer couldn’t move, the sound around her fading, the tension, wholly sexual, snapping between her and Bobby like a rubber band. Everything inside Jennifer melted like chocolate in the hot sun. She was the chocolate and he was the hot sun, when the opposite had been her plan.
    Marcie elbowed Jennifer, none too subtly. “It’s Bobby,” she whispered. “Did you see Bobby?”
    Jennifer cringed. Bobby looked amused, his eyes twinkling with mischief, the corners of his lips hinting at a smile. His really sexy lips, the ones that had been on hers only a short while back. Her nipples tightened, ached, her breasts growing heavy. Okay, those lips had been on a whole lot more than her mouth.
    Marcie rang a bell. Where had she gotten a bell? And a loud one, ringing near Jennifer’s ear. Jennifer reached for it and silently vowed to pour the rest of that chocolate mousse over the head of whoever gave it to her. “Give me that,” Jennifer ordered.
    “I need it,” Marcie said. Mark tugged Marcie close to him and took the bell.
    “Thank you, Mark,” Jennifer said, feeling relieved until Mark started whistling louder than the bell. Oh, good grief.
    The crowd quieted and Marcie waved like a schoolgirl. “Hi, everyone,” Marcie said, laughing as they all stared at her. She draped herself over Jennifer’s shoulders and ran her hand down Jennifer’s hair. “Tell them how the game words, Jen.” Marcie hiccupped. “I mean works.”
    Bobby’s stare, brimming with understanding, met Jennifer’s.
    Jennifer sighed and gently eased Marcie off her. “This is how the game works,” Jennifer told the crowd. “We have a board, dice and two stacks of cards that we pass around the circle. Odd number draws. One dare card.