Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All

Gigi:

In a playful tone, I explained why I had the cards and why I hadn’t brought them out earlier.

"Yeah, good idea. Let’s use them."

Of course Theodore was on board, completely unaware that this had been my plan all along.

Jaguar rolled his eyes as he chose dare, and we picked a card.

Thankfully, these were the dirty truth-or-dare cards.

"You have to make out with someone here for one minute," Theodore read aloud.

He stared at the card for a moment before lowering it.

The brothers fell silent because, obviously, they weren’t going to make out with each other.

"How about we pick another one? This one is inappropriate," Jaguar suggested.

I nodded with exaggerated reluctance, giving them a cheeky grin.

At the same time, we had started drinking faster.

"Okay, you have to touch the tip of your tongue to someone else’s."

Theodore stared at the card again before lowering it.

"I think we should try something else," he remarked.

I nodded.

Then he pulled out another card.

"Okay, so you have to..." He paused before immediately lowering it.

"No, no, no. Read it. We can’t just give him a pass on everything. Something good has to come up eventually," I insisted like a fool who had no idea why the card might be a bad idea for her.

"You definitely don’t want to know," Theodore warned.

Finally, he turned the card toward me, and I decided to read it aloud.

"You have to—drink from someone else’s mouth."

"Ooh." I immediately covered my mouth with both hands.

"Well, you know what? That would make things so awkward for Jaguar, so let’s just skip it."

I deliberately glanced at Theodore and then back at Jaguar, noticing Theodore zone out for a moment.

"You know what? Let’s do it. He can’t just keep skipping everything. I mean, they’re just cards. It’s only a game."

I knew exactly what Theodore was doing.

Even Jaguar seemed shocked that his brother was suggesting it.

"Have you lost your mind? She’s..." Jaguar pointed at me. "Do you know who she is?"

"Yeah, so what? It’s a game. Or do you just want to quit?"

Theodore insisted, then pulled out the tongue card again.

Things had turned awkward between us.

Theodore seemed to be holding something back, while Jaguar looked hesitant as well.

And I was the one who had pushed for it.

"Come on, Jaguar. Otherwise, this game is pointless," Theodore remarked with a shrug while Jaguar kept shaking his head.

"Just do the tongue one," Theodore uttered in an awkward soft whisper.

"Well, let him be. You know Jaguar isn’t really good at these things. Let’s not embarrass him."

The moment I pressured him, Jaguar slammed his hand against the mattress and rose onto his knees.

"Well, let’s do it, then," he muttered.

The way he leaned over me, bracing himself with both hands on the mattress beside my body, made my heart skip a beat.

Their towering figures were already intimidating enough, and now he was hovering over me, ready to touch the tip of his tongue to mine.

"Ooh, this better be good," Theodore remarked, rubbing his hands together.

"Come on, let’s get it over with. The next time the bottle lands on him, I’m gonna embarrass him so badly."

I liked the way Jaguar said that.

They had turned it into a competition to embarrass each other, and while doing so, they would be playing right into my hands.

I stuck my tongue out slightly.

He leaned closer, and then I felt it: the tip of his tongue touched mine.

It lasted only a second, maybe two, and then it was over.

I wanted the taste to linger much longer, but Jaguar had already pulled away.

He grinned at Theodore, trying to brush off the awkwardness by turning it into a competition.

"You see? Let’s see what happens to you now."

Jaguar quickly changed the subject, clearly not wanting us to dwell on what had just happened.

He spun the bottle, and exactly as I had hoped, it landed on Theodore.

"Okay, give me the cards now."

Jaguar snatched them out of Theodore’s hand.

Theodore glanced at me and then at Jaguar.

I bet he felt much better after seeing that the awkward little moment between Jaguar and me hadn’t turned into anything serious. Neither of us had reacted much to it.

We had treated it playfully.

It was the perfect example for Theodore not to take things too seriously.

"Truth, though."

Theodore disappointed me by choosing truth instead of doing anything risky.

"Well, take one," I told Jaguar, gesturing toward the cards.

Jaguar grunted at Theodore, clearly wanting the chance to embarrass him too.

Meanwhile, I acted completely clueless about what they were doing.

"Well, okay, then. Truth it is," Jaguar announced.

The moment he turned over the card, he smirked.

"If you had to do it with someone here, where would you rather do it?"

The question was so embarrassing that even my cheeks turned red, but I acted as though it were no big deal.

It was just a question.

"I can’t answer this," Theodore muttered.

"Why not? Come on, it’s just the truth. Just answer. Say anything, or are you afraid?"

Jaguar teased him, making Theodore roll his eyes.

"Under the shower."

The answer came so quickly that it was almost as if he hadn’t needed to think about it.

For a while afterward, I couldn’t stop imagining being under the shower with him.

Then the bottle landed on me.

"Whoa! Pick one!" they both shouted, hooting and clapping while I acted as though they had caught me completely off guard.

"I have way too many truths that I don’t wanna share with you guys."

I deliberately said it aloud, laying the foundation for why I would choose something as risky as a dare.

"Dare," I declared, watching their eyes light up.

"Come on, come on. Pick the card. Pick the..." Theodore urged.

For a moment, we were so out of our minds and so drunk that I could honestly tell they had forgotten who I was.