Rachel's POV
David's friends had convinced us to join their drinking game.
I was having fun, genuinely enjoying myself for the first time in weeks. The music was good, the drinks were flowing, and David's circle was full of interesting, successful people who had no connection to my past.
No one here knew about my drama or connections to the Ashford family.
Here, I was just Rachel. Happy, successful, on a date with an attractive man.
"Okay, okay!" one of David's friends shouted over the music. "David, you got the dare card. You know what that means."
David groaned good-naturedly. "What is it?"
"Kiss the person to your left!"
Everyone cheered and turned to look at me.
David looked at me, his eyes asking permission. "Is this okay?"
I hesitated. The old me would have said yes witho
