Page 88 of Hard Rock Sin

"No fair ganging up on the rock stars," Kell complained. "Of course we've all done the same things."

August spoke up for his turn. As far as I could recall, he'd only had three shots, but his eyes were already beginning to glaze over.

"Never have I ever whined about the unfairness of playing by the rules for a game ofNever Have I Ever."

Kell made a face at the drummer and took another shot. "You still trying to get me drunk, Summers? If I didn't know better, I'd say you were planning on taking advantage of me."

"No one gets to take advantage of you but me." Emily ran a hand up and down Kell's chest and kissed him on the cheek. Kell tilted his chin up smugly.

It was my turn again. I decided to use Jen's strategy.

"Never have I ever taken my shirt off on stage."

"Picking on us rock stars is too easy," Cameron said. "We should have planned this better." A wicked smirk crossed his face. "Never have I ever had sex with a dude."

I inhaled a sharp breath. I could feel the blood draining from my face. My heartbeat raced.

What the hell did Cameron think he was doing? Was hetryingto get me into trouble? Even if I lied and didn't drink, surely everyone would notice my reactions.

"Does it count if it's a threesome where the swords don't cross?" Kell asked with a grin.

"If it means you have to take a drink, then yes," Cameron said matter-of-factly.

Kell downed his shot with a wink at Emily. She flushed and took a drink.

As Jen took her own drink, she side-eyed me.

I stood abruptly, scraping my chair against the floor with a screech. "I need to use the restroom."

With quick steps, I hurried to leave the table. I avoided everyone's eyes, hoping to god no one thought anything of my fast getaway.

The restroom was a single stall. I stared at my flushed cheeks in the mirror, grateful for the privacy.

I hadn't taken a shot, I reminded myself. I'd been able to escape before they were any the wiser.

The swirling ball of panic in my gut began to subside.

It was replaced with a kind of disbelief.

Was Cameron crazy? Why in the world had he brought up having sex, of all things, when it was his turn?

I supposed it made sense, considering everyone else seemed to rely heavily on the subject. Still. He should have thought it through.

I also probably should have realized what a game ofNever Have I Everwould entail, especially when it was being played by rock stars.

I splashed cold water on my face to cool my flushed cheeks. I would go back to the table and bow out. I would just make some excuse.

As I left the washroom, a shadow loomed over me. I jumped, heart in my throat.

"Shit, sorry."

Cameron came into the light. I let out a lungful of air.

"I keep on forgetting," he said, chagrinned. "I shouldn't sneak up on you."

"Forget about scaring me." I felt my brow furrow in a fit of pique. I fought to smooth it. I wasn't angry at Cameron. Not really. I just wished he'd think before he spoke. "Why did you say that thing about sleeping with guys?"

He looked confused. "What?"