Undeniable

When we were eleven, Oliver Ford Pemberton dared me to jump off a barn

roof. He said you couldn't break a leg from a 12-foot jump.

He lied.

(You can also break a collarbone, which served him right as far as I was

concerned.)

I wish I could say it was the last dare I ever took from him, the last bet

I ever made with him, the last time I ever *trusted* Oliver Ford Pemberton.

But it wasn't.

Because he had the nerve to grow up gorgeous, charming, and sexy. And as we

got older, the dares only got dirtier...