Dare To Love Series: Dreaming Up a Dare (Kindle Worlds Novella) Read Online Free PDF

“For what?”
    “Truth or dare?”
    “Oh, hell.” We’d played Truth or Dare more times than I could count back in the day. It was always trouble. For both of us. Being a few years older and wiser didn’t seem like it would be anywhere near enough incentive for either of us to ease up on the other.
    “So what’ll it be? Truth or dare?” Pepper repeated, setting her empty bottle on the coffee table and angling her body so she was sideways on the couch, facing me fully.
    “Dare. But before you get any crazy ideas, I’m not drinking toilet water again.” Somehow, I’d allowed her to talk me into that back when we were sixteen, but I couldn’t remember the last time I’d cleaned the bowl. Just because Arya and Tyrion thought toilet water was the best water ever, that didn’t mean I had any intention of gagging over that stuff. I knew all too well what else had touched that porcelain, and I didn’t want it anywhere near my mouth.
    As if on cue, Tyrion raced out from my bedroom and jumped onto the couch between us, shoving his squashed face into Pepper’s hand so she’d scratch him behind the ears. For some reason, I doubted I’d get the same enthusiastic response if I followed his example. Too bad.
    “Fine. No toilet water,” Pepper said. “But I dare you to sniff his butt.”
    “Not a chance. I’m not a cat.”
    “You have to. That’s how the game works.”
    I backed away, like that would change anything. “I’m not a butt sniffer.”
    “Whatever. Like you never sniffed Elle’s butt while you were going down on her. Or Jaclyn’s. Or—”
    “Sniffing pussy is not the same thing as sniffing ass,” I cut in, stopping her before she built up a head of steam and listed off every girl I’d ever dated over the years. And licking pussy was a hell of a lot better than just sniffing it. But now I was thinking about licking Pepper’s pussy, and that was absolutely the wrong direction to allow my thoughts to go.
    “Tyrion’s a pussy.” Pepper picked him up and shoved his ass-end toward my face. “Do it. Sniff his butt. You can go spray air freshener as soon as you’re done, but you’ve got to do it.”
    “Or else?”
    “Or else I’ll put you in a headlock.”
    “You’d have to climb me to be able to reach.”
    “Don’t think that would stop me.”
    Sounded a hell of a lot better at the moment, but I’d never been one to back down from anything Pepper tossed my direction. Damn it. Now seemed like a good time to consider it, though.
    She rolled her eyes. “Just do it, Jackson.” She grabbed hold of Tyrion’s tail and lifted it, shoving his back end up toward my face.
    I bit down on my tongue and took a whiff. Smelled like cat, not like ass. Thank God. “There. I sniffed. Put him down before he claws the shit out of you for holding him like that.”
    “He won’t claw me. Tyrion loves me.” As if to prove her point, as soon as she released him, he crawled onto her lap and turned in a circle before taking a seat, purring up a storm. “And now he knows you’re cool with him, too. That’s what the butt sniffing is about. It’s how they make sure other cats and people are okay.”
    “I’ve had him for six years, and he’s been fine with me that whole time, regardless of the fact that I’ve never sniffed his ass before.”
    “Yeah, but only because he sniffs yours all the time.”
    “Hope it smells good for him.”
    Pepper started laughing again, so hard that she dislodged Tyrion. He nipped her finger and let out a grumbling sound as he readjusted himself on her lap, but he never stopped purring. I’d be doing the same damn thing if I had Pepper on my lap, so I couldn’t exactly blame the cat.
    I took a swig of my beer and eyed her, trying—unsuccessfully—to stop myself from being jealous of the damn cat in her lap. “All right. My turn again. Truth or dare?”
    She narrowed her eyes at me. “Since I don’t exactly trust you to behave like a gentleman after I made you sniff