For Worse or For Better- Book #6 in the WF Series

Chapter 17: Marks

♡ Alaiya's POV: ♡

"Okay, now time for Never Have I Ever." Iris holds her hands out and we do the same after her. "Never have I ever...shoplifted."

None of us put our fingers down.

"Never have I ever, crashed a wedding?" Skyler asks.

"Oh, I did that," Bethane puts her finger down, taking us by a little surprise. "But it was Rider's fault. He took us to the wrong wedding and promised me that he knew the guy until we went up to take pictures and he realized he had no idea who the person was."

Sounds like Rider.

"Alaiya, your turn."

I'm attempting to think of a good one, but I suck at these games.

"Never have I ever...been on TV." I get all of them out.

They may be playing to find out more about each other, but I'm trying to win.

"Pause. You've been on Tv with Roman," they remind me.

Crap!

There goes a finger.

"Oh, I have one. Never have I ever fucked or been fucked in a hot tub."

"You can't say things you've done too," Iris reminds Ivy.

"Who said that? I don't mind losing. I just want to find out what you guys have done."

Everyone's fingers go down.

"Never have I ever had sex in a gun room," Iris fires back at Ivy.

"What? Jealous?" Ivy teases as she puts her finger down.

"Of having sex in a freaking gun room?!" Skyler exclaims.

"I think Sanchez would have a heart attack if Skyler even went near a gun." I laugh at Sanchez's protectiveness over Skyler.

"Says you. Roman wouldn't even let you near a paper considering it could god forbid give you a paper cut," Skyler brings up.

"Although Sanchez would probably do the same, I have to agree with Skyler on this one." Iris nods, and all the others nod along too.

"That...is not true," is all I can say.

We hear the door open and the sound of the guy's voices.

"Roman, Roman, Roman." Rider pokes Roman's shoulder every second while saying his name repeatedly, and I can just tell Roman's about to lose his temper.

Ivy all of a sudden makes the loudest gasp that makes us all look over at her. "Alaiya! The cut you got on your forehead is bleeding again!"

Again?

My hand goes to my forehead with confusion because I haven't even gotten up. Did I scratch it with my ring?

Before I know it, Roman's rushed over and is standing right in front of me, his hand on my cheek to examine my face for any blood or cuts.

Ivy throws her head back in laughter immediately.

Ohh! This is about the whole 'Roman is too protective' thing. That makes sense now.

"You're so whipped, it hurts." Ivy holds her stomach, practically about to pass out from how red her face is becoming.

Roman grabs a pillow and tosses it at her face in annoyance, though that doesn't stop her as she puts her face in said pillow to muffle her laughter in her lap.