Truth or Dare?

"So, you plan to wine me and dine on me?" Rachel said looking innocent.

"For fuck sake…"

"What" Rachel said laughing, grabbing the wine glasses that he was giving her, but she was distracted by the veins popping on his hands, it turned her own. She could imagine him grabbing her and caging her on the wall while rubbing all over her, through her dazed thought someone waved and snapped their fingers in front of her breaking her away from the trance.

"Did you necessarily have to do that," Rachel said, faking annoyance.

"So I was supposed to leave you here thinking about what exactly," Yandel said, folding his arms.

"None of your business," Rachel replied walking out of the kitchen holding the glasses.

"Does it involve my sexy ass?" Yandel asked, popping up beside her.

"Yes it does," Rachel spoke blandly.

"Really?!" Yandel exclaimed, shocked.

"No!"

"Of the billion things I could be thinking of on the whole planet, what on earth made you think you were part of it?" Rachel asked.

"You're still very mean," Yandel whined.

"You are welcome kiddo," Rachel replied, climbing the steps.

"Are we going to your room?" Rachel asked as Yandel took her over to lead the way, seeing this was her first time here it made sense.

"Nope," Yandel replied, popping the 'P'.

"Then where the fuck are we heading to?" Rachel asked.

"Some secret BDSM dungeon where you're gonna strap me to the net and whip my body with cane straps while laughing arrogantly to my moans of pain," Rachel asked, innocently. "No!"

"Jesus Araceli, why would I even do that, those it look like something I can even do," Yandel exclaimed with his eyes wide open, he knew her sexual jokes were just mere jokes but now he was starting to feel like they weren't.

"Yeah, you are right,"

"You look too weak for someone like that," Rachel said.

"What?!"

"Okay, I could totally do it if I wanted to, but that's just not how I choose to pleasure my partners in bed," Yandel said.

"A boy could only dream," Rachel said, laughing.

"Fuck you," Yandel cursed, throwing her the middle finger without actually looking back.

"No thanks, honey."

"How far is the study room again?" Rachel asked, I mean the house was huge but it wasn't a fucking castle, how far could the study be.

"It's actually a secret study, I included it in the house plan when I was eighteen, so the room is there on the top floor but only Emily knows about it."

"Woah, that's smart," Rachel commented as he pulled down a stair that looked like it lead to an attic, only this time, the attic had a beautiful white and gray alternating wall paint with brown rug, now she really sees Yandel interior decorating skill, he had an ability to recreate a feeling he wants you to feel when you step inside a room.

She knew this because her mom's sister was an interior decorator and she used to try and teach her and her sister but her mom would always say she wanted them to learn business, which she was good at.

"You really should try dipping your hands into interior decorating, you really have a gift," Rachel said, touching the nude color shelves that held books and tapes, it stood out and at the same time blended in with the other colors.

"Well actually, it's something I had already thought of."

"I plan to run the company till I'm thirty, so Ethan or Emily is old enough to take over, then I will make a name for myself in interior decorating." "Wow…" Rachel said.

"Smart right?"

"Way to toot your own horn," Rachel said, going to check the records shelf, It had a lot of oldies, from Lionel Ritchie, to Madonna, to Mariah Carieh and Whitney Houston, she kept going through the records while he sat back on the duffle back and tried to open the wine and kept failing.

"Puss," Rachel murmured under her breath.

"Heard that,"

"Not necessarily my problem, my lord."

"Oh my, you got Billie Eilish WWFAS WDWG full album!" Rachel cried excitedly.

"Yeah."

"I like her music, I think she's one of the most talented of her time," Yandel smiled. "You got a player?" Rachel asked.

"How am I gonna have a bunch of dope records just lying there and not have a player?" Yandel said, looking at her as if she just asked the most stupid question.

"Don't be a smart ass, and just tell me where it is, you are already ruining my mood again," Rachel said heading towards the direction which he just pointed to.

"And yeah, talking about mood, what happened earlier today, you and Xander seemed to be going at each other's throats hotter than usual," Yandel asked.

Rachel paused, she rethinking everything that happened and debated whether she should tell him or not, but he had already heard parts of their argument in his car so it will be useless to hide anything again

"Well…" Rachel said, taking a seat on a beige couch opposite him.

"You don't have to say it if you don't want to, my bad for prying, i shouldn't have asked about something so private, if only…"

"Yandel, it's fine," Rachel said, interrupting his blabbering session.

"Just gathering my thoughts,"

"Well, I asked Xander to meet me for lunch just today at our usual spot and we hadn't seen each other in days. So I was ready to go meet him when someone sent me a video five hours long, it was a video Of xander making out and having sex with the hotel hostess at a hotel I owned, to be sure, I check our emergency cam and I saw the goddamn thing, and he had the audacity to tell me that it wasn't him, and that while doing that, he tried to turn a tables on me saying I was stalking and watching his every move,"

"This is someone who told my parents that he installed a life tracking device," Rachel said, getting annoyed again.

"I'm so sorry, I always knew he was dick," Yandel said.

"What are you going to do about him?," Yandel asked, remembering him begging and apologizing.

"Our family have always been family friends, so they got us engaged at twenty, saying if we got married, our company will be great together,"

*but whoever is the cause of the break of engagement will lose their CEO position, so if i showed them the video, he would lose his CEO position to his equally shitty brother."

"Damn, he really fucked up," Yandel said.

"Well that sure as hell dampened the mood, how about we play a game," Rachel suggested.

"Like truth and dare?"

"Nooo, what are we...sixteen?"

"What about never have I ever,"

"Okay, that will be cool," Rachel said.

"Start,"

"Okay, Never have I ever gone home drunk," Yandel said, after which he took a sip from his glass cup but Rachel didn't.

"Wow, now I feel like the bad guy," Yandel said.

"Okay, your turn,”

"Never have I ever made up with the same sex," Rachel asked, again Yandel took a sip out of his cup.

"Bro," Rachel said laughing, she reay used to think Yandel was a goody two shoes, she never knew he was far from it.

"What,"

"That was the sole purpose of college for me, trying out different things," Yandel laughed.

"Okay your turn,"

"Never have I ever smoked pot," Yandel asked, and Rachel drank to that.

"Wow…"

"Never have I ever had a thing with my sibling's friends," Rachel asked.

"Come on," Yandel exclaimed.

"That's so unfair," Yandel said, drinking to it.

"Ok Never have I ever done karaoke," and both of them drank to it.

"Never have I ever gone skinny dipping," Rachel said and both of them drank to it again.

"Never have I ever been broken up with a text," Yandel asked and he drank to it.

"Oh my God," Rachel cooed.

"Poor soul, how did it happen?" Rachel asked.

"Well I was dumb in college,"

"Obviously," Rachel said, earning her a look from Yandel.

"Sorry, go on."

"So, I was dating this total karen slash gold digger, such double standard bitch,"

"So, she wanted to throw herself a birthday party and asked for one hundred thousand dollars, and I told her I could, that I did have that kind of money."

"The next morning, I woke up to a break up text telling me that I couldn't keep up with her and I didn't love her, and that was about that," Yandel said, dusting his cupboard of good and bad.

"Okay, last one,"

"Never have I ever kissed a business partner," Rachel asked looking at him, waiting for him to drink up but he didn't, that's when it dawned on her that he too hadn't.

She was about to conclude the end of the game when Yandel stood up slowly and moved towards her on the couch, she couldn't move even though she told her body to move.

He came closer till she could feel his breathe on her face, and before she knew as if she was drawn into him she leaned in for a kiss, his lips were plump and soft and he tasted like wine, it was a short kiss that ended in seconds but left an air of tension so thick a knife wouldn't cut through.

"I guess we both have to drink up."