The Devil Wears Playboy Boxers [4] (p.1 of 4)
did you dare Amy to kiss my boyfriend?"
He better have a good fucking explanation.
"It was truth or dare. Who cares about who kissed whom." Forrest replied, responding to a text in his cell.
"I do. Kevin is my boyfriend, how am I not supposed to care?"
"Um... 'cause it's a game." Forrest gave me one of his 'duh' looks.
I rolled my eyes. "You could have dared her to kiss someone else, like you."
"I didn't want to kiss her, she's too boring."
"Boring?! You had sex with her a few days ago!" I exclaimed, waving my hands angrily in the air.
"So... who cares?" I gazed at him incredulously
This is what I hated most about Forrest, girls didn't mean shit to him, even if they did give away their virginity to him. They were simply toys to him, he played with them for awhile until the newest gadget came out. It was a never-ending cycle.
"Bastard."
"That's me."
"One of these days you're going to regret it. Karma's gonna bite you in the ass and I'm not gonna be there to save you."
"Wouldn't want you to. I'd prefer a sexy model instead. And anyway, your man could have denied my dare if he wanted to, but he chose to kiss Amy so don't put your shit on me, it was his choice to cheat on you or not. Nevertheless don't be mad at him babe, if I were in his position I would have done the same thing. You and Amy are no comparison, your sister is way hotter."
If looks could kill Forrest would have been ten feet underground from