Standing up, he points to the liquor bottles and asks, "Can I get you something to drink?"

"Rum and Coke?"

"Gotcha. Be right back." He walks over, pours my drink, and comes back. He hands it to me as he sits next to me. I get goosebumps, and my tummy aches low down. Fuck, I want him so bad. Squeezing my thighs together, I try to not give away how much I want to be with him.

"Hey, everyone," Esther shouts. "We're going to play spin the bottle. Everyone gets in a circle over here...boy, girl."

That'll be fun. We play for a little while, and my turn comes up...