"Justin, truth or dare?" He looked at him.
"Uuuummm truth."
"No fair we know everything about you."
"Oh well I had a choice and I chose."
"Ok, how's Brit in bed?" Justin was going to say not very good but he thought of JC and Tiffany and the lap dance.
"Great." He looked Joey in the eye. "My turn, JC, truth or dare?"
"Dare."
"Damn, uuummm I dare you to........kiss Joey." JC looked surprisingly relieved. He walked over to Joey and kissed his hand.
"Ok, my turn.."
"Hey no fair."
"Why? I kissed him, you should have been more specific." He smiled. "Lance truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"You think Tiffany's pretty?" He had a great dare, but he had chosen truth, so he asked the first question to come to mind.
"Yeah, who doesn't." He smiled at her playfully. "My turn, Chris truth or dare?"
"Dare."
"I dare you to kiss Tiffany on the lips." Tiffany was pulled out of her thoughts when she heard her name. She couldn't believe what Justin had said about Britney.
"What?" She said a little embarassed.
"Chris is going to kiss you." Lance said.
"Oh, come here then." She playfully winked at Chris. He walked over and pecked her on the lips. "Hey I like playing truth or dare and being the only girl."
"Why?" Most of the guys said in unison.
"I get all the kisses." She giggled.
"My turn." Chris said. "Justin truth or dare?"
"Dare."
"I dare you to french...." he paused for emphasis. "Tiffany!" Justin looked a little disgruntled at first but the acohol was sinking in and he walked over to Tiffany. He pulled her from her seat and kissed her. He didn't let up and she didn't push him away. He finally let her fall back into her seat and stumbled back to his.
"Wow, four minutes twenty three seconds." Joey exclaimed. Justin and Tiffany blushed. "Aaaww, how cute." Joey teased.
"Ok, my turn." Justin looked at Tiffany. He was feeling very gutsy. "Tiffany truth or dare?"
"Dare." He had hoped she would say dare.
"I dare you to french me." He blushed. She raised and eyebrow and walked over to him. She pulled him from his chair and kissed him. She pulled his arms around her waist. She kissed him for a while then gently pushed him away and made everyone more drinks. She handed them out then looked at Justin.
"Truth or dare?"
"Truth." He couldn't handle another kiss just yet.
"Is what you said about Britney true?"
"No, I was mad about the lap dance." He lowered his head. "Tiffany, truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"Would you take me back if I apologized?" She raised her eyebrows in thought.
"This is becoming a two sided game. I am jetting." Chris stood up.
"You are not driving anywhere drunk. Ya'll are all staying here. And don't argue with me I feel very strong about this." They all nodded there heads in agreement. "Ok, there are plenty of rooms upstairs. Make yourselfs comfortable. What time do you have to be up?" She looked around.
"We have tomorrow off. We have the next couple of days off, we always do when we stop in Orlando." Chris answered. "Good night." He called over his shoulder as he walked up the stairs. Everyone followed him and Tiffany grabbed the glasses and carried them into the kitchen. She rinsed them and put them into the dishwasher. She turned around to find Justin. She gasped.
"You surprised me. You need night clothes?" She slurred her words.
"No I need an answer, to your truth."
"I dunno." She said sobering up for a split second. "Come to bed with me?"
"Yeah." He smiled down at her. He followed her up the stairs. "Oh god." He murmered.
"What? You don't have to sleep with me, I am sure there is another room free."
"No, that's not what I was talking about."
"What then?"
"Uummm don't get mad, okay?" She nodded her head. "Your ass looks great in those pants." She giggled. The alcohol was really getting to her head.
"I was thinking the same thing about your pants."
"Really?"
"Oh yeah." She turned around in the doorway and kissed him. "But that's any pants." She slurred. He picked her up as he kissed her agian. He carried her to the bed and laid her down. He finished kissing her then shut the door. He pulled his shirt off as he stumbled back to the bed. She pulled him ontop of her and kissed his neck furiously. He let out a moan as he pulled her shirt off. He kissed down her collarbone as he unhooked her bra. His kisses were sloppy and wet. She liked it. It meant he was relaxed. But acohol would do that to you. He was still sober enough to tease her. When she had finally had enough she rolled over on top of him and undid his pants. She pulled them off in one swift motion.
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"Good morning." He kissed the back of her shoulder.
"Good morning." She nuzzled closer to him.
"I love you, Angel." He whispered into her ear.
"I love you, too." Justin ran a hand lightly across her back. "I'm going to take a shower. I'll be back in a couple of minutes." He laid back and let a sigh of relief. He listened as she turned on the water and got into the shower.
"Justin?" Chris peeked his head into the room.
"Yeah." Justin sat up and met his eyes.
"What are you doing in here?"
"Waiting for Tiffany to get out of the shower."
"Oh, she forgave you?"
"Yeah......I think." Chris excused himself and left the room quietly. Justin laid back with a sigh. I need to talk to her.