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“Another question,” Elena states.
I shoot her a glare.
“What? This is probably the first time you’ve ever spoken to me honestly. I plan to take advantage of it.”
“Alright, fine. But it’s not fair that you get to ask all the questions.”
She blows out a breath. “Alright, ask your questions. We might as well be playing truth or dare.”
I grin, thinking up a question for her. “Our senior year of high school, Tony snuck out of the house and wouldn’t tell us where. You covered for him that night. Where did he go?”
Elena laughs. “Hold up, you’ve got the chance to ask me literally anything and that’s what you’re curious about?”
I shrug. “He’s always been annoyingly tight-lipped about his whereabouts that night. The guy tells me everything, but when it comes to that, he won’t say.”
“That’s because he broke your precious bro code. He was with the girl you were planning on making a move on. Kimberly something,” Elena informs me.
I roll my eyes. “Of course he was.”
“My brother’s a renowned man-whore. It really shouldn’t come as a surprise.”
“It’s not. But I actually liked that girl. I guess him keeping it a secret makes sense now.”
“You genuinely liked someone?” Elena asks, surprise coloring her tone. “I’m sorry, I just can’t imagine you with actual human feelings.”
“They come and go,” I say dryly.
“Anyway, it’s my turn now. Truth or dare,” she prompts.
“We’re not playing that juvenile game. I’m an adult, trouble.”
“We already started playing. Now come on, choose.”
“Fine, truth,” I say through gritted teeth.
She pouts. “You’re no fun, Roman.”
“You got a question or not?”
“I do. How many girls have you been in a relationship with?”
“Zero.”
Her mouth falls open. She shakes out of it in a second. “Okay then, how many girls have you screwed?”
I smirk as I look at her. “I’m not sure I could give you an exact number.”
“Unbelievable,” she mutters. “You keep track of the number of people you’ve killed but not the women you’ve fucked.”
“When you say it like that…” I trail off with a laugh.
She rolls her eyes. I spot a gas station ahead and pull up in front of it. Elena leans her head against the back of the chair and her eyes flutter shut.
“I need to fill up the tank. You want anything from the store?” I question.
“Maybe some water?”
“Alright.”
