Avery POV

Chloe asked again, her voice all sugar and challenge while she leaned back on the couch with that wicked little smirk still plastered across her face.

My heart slammed against my ribs so hard I could feel it in my throat. Everyone was staring at me now, waiting, the music still thumping low in the background like it was daring me too. 

Tyler raised an eyebrow, already shifting on the couch like he was making room for me, his hand resting casual on his thigh right next to that obvious bulge in his jeans. 

Daniel’s fingers were still under the edge of my skirt, pressing just enough against...