Truth or Dare: Party Games, Book 2 Read Online Free

like you’re the life of the party anyway with your crappy questions and dares.”
    Dayne pulled Mikaila to her feet and Grant joined them. Miki swayed and he steadied her with a hand at her waist.
    “Come on, let’s get out of here.” Dayne held her hand and guided her around the coffee table and towards the back of the house with Grant close behind.
    “Where do you two think you’re taking her?” Frankie’s voice stopped them.
    “Out back for fresh air,” Dayne offered.
    “I think she needs to go home. If you guys will help me get her out front I’ll call a cab and take her home.”
    “That’s okay, we’ll make sure she gets home safe. That way you can keep the party going.” Grant wanted to take care of Miki himself, and if she needed to go home then he’d be the one to take her.
    Frankie eyed him before turning her gaze on Dayne. “Why should I trust either of you to look out for her?”
    Grant stared at their old friend. Did she really think they wouldn’t look after Mikaila? Then again, a lot could happen in ten years.
    “We’ll take care of her. You have my word.”
    “And mine,” Dayne added. “In fact, we won’t take her home to her house. We’ll take her to ours.”
    One of Frankie’s eyebrows arched high on her forehead. “Your place?”
    “Yeah, we live next door, Frankie. You can both crash at our place for the night then drive home in the morning.” Grant held his breath and waited for Frankie’s response.
    “Next door?”
    Grant pointed to his right. “The house on that side is ours.”
    Frankie whistled. “You two have done all right for yourselves then. Waterfront property in Avalon. That’s gotta be worth a packet. I guess I could always sue you if you failed to look out for Miki. Or kick both your arses so hard you couldn’t sit down for a week. Or break both your legs.” She cocked one straight, dark eyebrow. “Or all three.”
    “That won’t be necessary. My life wouldn’t be worth living if I let anything happen to Mikaila.” Grant met Frankie’s gaze, the truth of his words straightening his spine. He would never forgive himself if something happened to Miki.
    She gave them both one final look before turning on her heel and speaking over her shoulder. “Fine, take her to your place, but I’ll be over later to check on you.”
    With that, Frankie Winchester disappeared into the crowd of drunken party goers.
    “Wow.”
    “Yeah, Frankie hasn’t changed much at all.” Grant ginned and turned back to Dayne who all but held Miki upright. “Let’s get Miki home so she can lie down before she falls down.”
    “I think she might need more than a lie down after the number of shots she tossed back.”
    “I’ll put on some coffee, but it might be best if she just drank water and slept.” Grant followed close behind his friend, ready to catch Mikaila if she should slip from Dayne’s grasp.
    Between the two of them they managed to get Miki across the back yard and into theirs. Grant slid open their patio door and punched in the alarm code. They may be willing to leave the place unlocked but not without some protection. He helped Dayne get her inside.
    “Where?”
    “Spare room?”
    Grant led the way. The house wasn’t large, but it suited them. They’d turned the fourth bedroom into a home office and furnished the third with a bed and dresser. Not that it had ever been used in the three years they’d lived here. Actually, Mikaila was the first woman either of them had brought home.

Chapter Two
    Mikaila opened her eyes and stared up at the ceiling. Where was her canopy? The light from the bedside lamp gave off a muted glow that didn’t hurt her eyes, but it did nothing to clear the fog in her head. Images and snippets of conversation swirled around but nothing made sense. The last thing she clearly remembered was heading to a party with her best friend. Damn Frankie and her need to drag Miki out of her protective shell. And where was her so-called friend