I shot Marcus a deadly look. “I just changed my mind about playing.” Marcus shook his head. “You mean you pussied out. Too much woman for you, huh?” “Shut up, Bailey.” He laughed. “You know that means the game isn’t finished, right? Eve was a participant, and she still hasn’t had her kiss.” Foreboding snuck through my belly. I could guess what Marcus was going to say before he said it. He grinned at Eve. “So, in the interest of maintaining the integrity of the game and following the rules, I’ll take Beckett’s turn and kiss you, Eve.” “The fuck you will,” I bit out.
