The rest of our team isn’t much better. Between actions, the leader has been asking for articles of clothing. It’s surprising one of us isn’t naked yet. One of the girls on the other teams is already topless without a bra. I guess she forgot to wear one.
“Our next task is for one lucky member of your team. Choose one quickly.”
We choose Grant.
“Great. Now you take the keycard for a female member of your team then go to their room and change into their sleepwear. You have ten minutes to get back.”
Grant takes off running. He already has a keycard since he’s sharing a room with Nessa.
“While they are off, I need you to elect two players from your team.”
Naturally, it ends up being myself and Katie.
I pull her closer. I hate the way Barrett keeps looking at her. Logically, I know that she’s wearing as much as she does in her bikini, but I hate that it feels more intimate.
“Alright, I want each pair to come up here.”
I grab her hand, walking her to the front. Once up there, I laugh. Each team picked their pairs, but some of them are same sex. There’s one team with two males and one with two females.
“Alright, now I want one of you to be blindfolded. Pick which one.”
Katie frowns. “I feel like this is going to be a little crazy.”
I nod. “Do you want it to be me or you?”
She hesitates. “Me. I’d rather be blindfolded.”
They hand out the blindfolds. I secure ours onto Katie.
“You okay?”
She nods.
Then the leader speaks again. “This is how this is going to work. Each member not blindfolded will kiss the blindfolded people. We are going to gather you on the side and let you go in a random order. Here’s the catch. You can’t kiss them on their lips or near their ears, lest you cheat and whisper. If your blindfolded partner guesses correctly, you get a point.”
Katie frowns, so I whisper, “Do you want to back out?”
She shakes her head. “Don’t kiss them good.”
I chuckle. “No hickeys. Got it.”
The leader has the blindfolded participants lined up at the front of the room as he motions for the rest of us to line up at the other end of the room. The staff member there mixes us up before handing us a sticky note with a number.
Then the fun begins.
As the announcer calls for contestant number one, I watch as he moves to the first woman. He kisses her on the forehead. Then he moves to the next and repeats the action.
When he gets to Katie, I feel that familiar sense of rage flare up. I don’t want another man’s lips on her.
I keep my eyes on her as each man in front of me goes. When it’s finally my turn, I saunter up.
I’m the last one to go, so I was able to watch each man and where they kissed.
Some kissed the hand or cheek while others switched it up based on who they were kissing.
That’s my plan.
As I approach the first woman, I simply place a chaste kiss on her shoulder. I continue down the line, even kissing the men in line in the same place, until I get to Katie.