Chapter 21:
He span the empty bottle nervously, praying it wouldn't land on him. He didn't trust them when it came to dares.
He swore inwardly as the bottle's nose stopped, paused in front of him.
Amber grinned wickedly across their make-shift circle at him.
"Truth, Dare, Double dare, kiss, command or promise?"
His face lit up as he found a way to salvage the situation. "Kiss."
Hopefully fate would place its cards right and……
Come on…
The two girls turned away, whispering hurriedly and giggling. Damn. Why did he agree to play this game?
Amber turned back. "You have to kiss Saffi……"
"Yes!" he yelled, punching the air, grinning like a Cheshire cat.
Then he noticed the evil grins both girls were wearing. His expression dampened slightly.
Please…Please……Please?
"…… But…." Saffi added, "You have to kiss my feet."
"No way. That's a fate worse than death! Not doing it." He protested feebly, wincing as Saffi smacked him atop the head. He should've known not to trust them.
"Do it, or we can think of a worse forfeit." She threatened.
"How much worse?" he asked, not really wanting to know the answer.
"Let's say, how about licking her feet?" Amber suggested.
"Yeah." Saffi grinned
Will pulled a face. "Okay I'll do it."
Her feet didn't actually smell that bad, but they were damn cold though. He bent down and kissed her foot as quickly as he could and recoiled.
"Did it."
The game gradually became sillier and more random; until Amber had to sit on the windowsill and yell to the whole slightly crowded street that she was pregnant, and Saffi had to run across the street and back again with a pair of boxers on her head.
By the time each of them had completed an embarrassing set of dares and were forced to admit some rather personal questions, Amber nudged Saffi and pointed in Will's direction.
He was fast asleep.
Amber grinned. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"As long as you have some bright lipstick, definitely." Saffi returned slyly.
"That, I can manage."
She scoured her bag silently until she found a scarlet red lipstick and handed it to Saffi, who smeared the thick crimson mixture on her lips and gave it back.
"You too."
Amber imitated her actions, and each girl planted a light kiss of each of Will's cheeks. The lipstick left bright kiss marks on each of his cheeks, while Amber daubed I love Saffi in capitals on his forehead.
"Hand it over. You're not having all the fun."
Saffi grabbed the lipstick, drawing love hearts around the kiss shapes on his cheeks. Then she scrawled Sex Bomb across a remaining piece of unpainted skin and let Amber apply scarlet across Will's lips for good measure.
Then they paused to admire their artwork.
"Genius." Saffi sighed
"Definitely."
"Shall we wake him up now?"
"Yeah, he might want to actually go to bed. Hopefully it won't smudge."
Amber poked his shoulder.
He groaned. "What?"
"Do you want to sleep propped up against a wall all night or would you rather lie down?"
Muttering under his breath, he shifted, flopping onto the sleeping bags they had zipped together and falling instantly asleep again.
Saffi smiled at the sleeping figure. "Thank you for phoning me. It means a lot."
"You deserved to know what was going on. And I couldn't have done this by myself." Amber gestured at the doodling on Will's face.
Saffi laughed. "Well I might not be able to show my face around here again after that boxer incident."
"Same here. I might get some awkward questions and looks in the morning."
She slumped onto the sleeping bags beside Will, while Saffi curled up on his other side, and between them, they were asleep in seconds.
----------------------------------------------------
As bright light pierced her waking eyelids, Amber muttered a curse under her breath, as she was disturbed from her unconscious state. She twisted out from under the covers as Will clambered sleepily out, his make-up still intact.
She leaned across and poked Saffi in the ribs as Will headed for the bathroom.
"Wake up sleepy-head."
"What?"
"You're gonna miss it……"
"What?" she yawned, "Oh that." She bolted upright.
"Wait for it……Wait for it……5…4…3…2…1½…1¼…1…½ …Come on…-"
Will's cry of "What the hell have you done to my face?" shattered the peaceful silence of the morning and they clasped their hands over their ears.
"He found out then." Amber commented.
"Yeah, took him long enough."
With newfound vigour, Will sprinted back into the bedroom, face still smeared with lipstick.
"We…uh…gave you a new look."
"A…very new look." Saffi supplied.
"I'm going to kill you. Both of you."
"Ah, but we have picture evidence." Amber grinned.
"You What?"
"Pictures."
"You dare…"
"Try me…"
"That's it." Will groaned. "I regret ever letting you two see each other. It only causes me trouble."
"So…" Saffi smiled innocently, "Do you like it?"
He mock glared at her and stalked off.
Amber rolled her eyes at his retreating back. "Mature."
"Absolutely."
"Breakfast?"
"How about pancakes and syrup?"
"My speciality. Providing I don't set them on fire of course. We kind of owe him a decent breakfast after that. Let me loose on that kitchen. Let me just say beforehand that I have absolutely no responsibility if I accidentally happen to burn down the house."
"Fair enough."