C88 Truth, Dare, and Desire

Mara raised a brow, glancing across the table at Maverick.

“Well?” she said, folding her arms with a teasing smile. “Truth or dare?”

A slow grin spread across Maverick’s face. He leaned back in his chair, completely unfazed by the attention now fixed on him.

“Dare,” he replied smoothly.

A few whistles immediately erupted from the group.

“Oh, this is going to be good,” Simon chuckled