By the fifth round, the game had escalated. Vanessa had already turned her neck into a shot glass for Jake, who took his sweet time licking salt off her skin before downing the shot. Riley had lost her cardigan, and two of the other guys were down to undershirts.
Ethan hadn't lost once. He barely seemed interested, playing with casual skill while barely acknowledging anyone.
Then came the round that changed everything.
"Full house," Vanessa announced smugly.
Lydia looked down at her pathetic hand – nothing, not even a pair.
"Looks like Ghost Girl is our loser," Alexandra said with cruel delight. "What'll it be? That ratty top or...?"
"Body shot," Vanessa cut in before Lydia could speak. "And since I won, I get to choose where and who."
Alexandra's eyes narrowed. "Tha
