Amara’s POV
"What kind of question is that?" Parker laughed softly and picked up his milk glass from the table. He drank all of it, set the glass down, and said, "I don't do illegal things, okay? That would make me the mafia's top dog if I did something unlawful, " he winked at me playfully.
What if I'm entirely correct? There's a chance he was the bad guy!
The last time I saw him, he was angry and holding a knife while his two guys kept punching the poor man in the kitchen.
I nodded my head, and said, “Okay, no more questions.”
Then he folded his hands, and said, “Well, it’s my turn. Truth or Dare?”
I rolled my eyes along with my bored expression, “Dare.”
His lips curled into a smile, and said, “Strip.”
It shocked me that he would say something like that to me and dare me to
