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Declan tapped the neck of his beer bottle to Clark’s. “Cheers to that.”
“What are we toasting?” Sam asked, coming down the stairs in a pair of joggers and a t-shirt.
“Clark marrying my sister.”
Sam came up alongside Clark and slapped him on the back. “I’m happy for you, little brother. You got a good one.”
The sound of a sliding glass door echoed in the room before Merry, Noel, Tara, and Sally came around the corner.
“This place has an indoor hot tub and heated swimming pool!” Noel said, slipping her arms around Nick’s waist. “When we buy a house, can we get one?”
“You’re going to have to help deliver a lot more babies for one like this.”
Noel laughed. “I’ll work on it.”
“Where’s Holly? I’m ready for my entertainment,” Merry said, doing a little shimmy.
“She’s getting changed,” Declan said.
“Should we make all the other losers do their dares while we wait?” Pike asked.
Sally whacked him on the back of the head. “Who you calling a loser, dingleberry?”
“I meant loser like you lost, not—never mind.”
Sam stepped away from the table and grinned, fingering the string of his joggers. “I’m ready for mine.”
Without warning, Sam grabbed the edges of his pants and ripped them off, the snaps popping like fireworks. Declan didn’t have enough time to register that Sam was buck naked under the pants and stripping off his shirt as he ran out the front door.
“We’re going streaking,” he yelled, disappearing outside and flying by the glass window.
Everyone in the living room cheered and laughed, even Declan, appreciating the fact that he hadn’t drawn that dare card.
“All right, Sally, you’re next,” Tara said.
“Why me?”
“Because Declan is shoving a bunch of marshmallows into his mouth. Boring.”
Sally sighed. “Fine. Come here, Pike.”
“Why me?” he asked.
“Because you’re the only one down here who isn’t currently attached—wait, where’s Anthony?”
“Fuck Tony,” Pike said, reaching for Sally’s arm and swinging her into his body. Everyone hollered and screamed when he dipped her back over his arm and kissed her, with one leg in the air and her hair falling to the floor. When he set her back on her feet, he picked up his beer with a grin.
Sally pushed her hair out of her face, her cheeks flushed. “Who’s next?”
“Guess that’s me,” Declan said, grabbing the bag of marshmallows. He opened them up and packed one into the back of his cheek. Sam came back in wearing a towel and joined the group as they counted off each fluffy red Santa he shoved into his mouth until he was barely able to keep his lips closed.
Pike picked up his arm and lifted it into the air. “Damn, that’s a big-mouth boy! Twenty-one makes Declan the chubby Santa champion!”
“Who’s ready for this?” Holly hollered, drawing everyone’s attention to the top of the stairs. She descended the steps, one foot in front of the other, a lot of bare leg showing as Declan’s eyes traveled up her body until he got a good look at what she was wearing and sprayed marshmallows all over Nick and Clark.
“Declan!” Nick yelled, wiping slimy-looking red and white marshmallows off his cheek. “Nasty, man.”
“I’m so glad I got that on camera.” Tara laughed, holding her phone up.
