Damon frowned, his brow furrowing in concern. “What kind of twist?” he asked, his voice hesitant.
Alice shrugged, a devilish smile playing at the corners of her lips. “We play blind,” she said, waving her hands in front of his face.
Damon shook his head, his mind still hazy with alcohol. “I don’t know if that’s…” he muttered.
But Alice was already crawling across the bed, her fingers fumbling with his shirt buttons. “Come on,” she said, her voice pleading. “It’ll be fun.”
Damon hesitated for a moment longer, but the feel of her fingers against his skin was enough to convince him. He closed his eyes, his heart racing with excitement as she leaned in closer.
The atmosphere shifted. Emotions were high, and their inhibitions low.
He adjusted slightly and stood up, now walking into the re
