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Caritas | Wednesday

When Nathan wandered into the bar that evening, he was feeling a little devious. And, until someone took pity on him and visited, he was going to take out that deviousness on Tino. So, he grabbed a glass and a bottle, leaned against the counter and announced they were gonna play Truth or Dare.

Tino seemed cool with it so after a few rounds of them both picking truth, Tino finally picked dare. With a smug, sly grin, Nathan proudly told Tino what his dare would be. And that was how Tino came to pour several cheap bottles of beer down his pants.

Nathan thought he was a fucking genius.

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"Because I've got excellent fucking genes."

And that was the only answer he was giving because he had other things to do now.

"Truth or dare, Caroline?" He'd gotten momentarily off track but that was firmly corrected.

"Dare," Caroline said firmly, tossing back another more-than-shot of whatever horrific whiskey he was making her drink. No way in hell she was giving Nathan free reign when there was alcohol involved.

Oh, too bad! Nathan did have high hopes that she'd choose truth at some point and he'd get to hear something juicy out of her. Still, he could work with a dare.

"Let's see," he said, tapping his chin. "I dare you to call up one of your friends from home, your choice, I don't care about that, and tell them something embarrassing as fuck. I don't care what you choose there either, I don't even care if you make it up."

Caroline rolled her eyes at him and dug her phone out of a pocket. "You don't care who or what I tell them. Excellent." This would be the easiest dare ever.

She sat with a hand up to prevent him from talking to her while she listened. "Voicemail," she whispered before brightening her voice. "Hey Damon, it's Caroline. Just wanted to call and let you know I'm sitting in a bar, playing Truth or Dare. Embarrassing as fuck, right? Ciao bello."

Her phone snapped shut and she turned back to Nathan with a smug smile. "Done!"

Okay, he had to give her that one because he'd been hoping for something super embarrassing and she'd just showed him up with her creativity.

So, he laughed and tipped the bottle of liquor back to get some more in him. "Bravo. And don't fucking act like you're not having fun. You are. I know you are."

He was the king of using immature games and places for fun.

Caroline grinned and gave a little bow. "I know, I'm fucking amazing. It's impossible for me to not have fun!"

She did smirk a little when she asked him again, "Truth or Dare, Nate?" Yes, she liked calling him that, and one day he would like it, too.

He would never, ever fucking like that. Just like Kate with Nathaniel, he was never going to not correct Caroline when she called him Nate.

"Nathan," he said, shaking his head. "And gimme a dare, Caroline. Make it a good one. You were just talking yourself up and I'm not convinced you were being entirely truthful. Bring it."

Nathan was going to glare at her for this one. "I dare you to get up on that stage and sing us all a little U2," Caroline said, leaning back, crossing her long legs, and looking exceptionally pleased with herself.

Nathan did glare at her for that one but he held his tongue because arguing and whining about a dare was only going to make her feel superior and triumphant in this little game of theirs.

"Fine," he said, pushing himself to his feet and trying to flick her ear before heading to the stage on somewhat wobbly legs. He stomped up onto the stage, leaned over to let the band in on what song he was going to sing and then stepped up to the mic.

He hated this fucking song and this fucking group but he wasn't going to half ass the song (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ftjEcrrf7r0&feature=artistob&playnext=1&list=TLvaDP5vX5Tog). It helped that his voice, while not superstar quality, wasn't awful so it made the song sound all right. His Irish accent was a lot heavier than Bono's though and he didn't mind acting like an ass on stage. The song didn't really lend itself to dancing but he made sure to make it seem like he and microphone were the best of friends. He used this long, lanky limbs to sort of slink and slither around the stage and even shot her several intense (were they Bono like? He didn't know or care) looks while he sang.

When the song ended, he dropped the mic on the stage and headed back towards her, grateful it was done.

Caroline watched and laughed at his terrible intense looks. Upon his return she clapped and held out a full glass for him to take. "You would pick that horrific song," she said. "I think it might be the worst." And still she was grinning at his pain. Good call.

"I feel so dirty right now," Nathan announced, doing a full body shudder before taking the glass, downing it and sitting down next to her, shoulder to shoulder.

"Ugh!" he said, shaking his hands one last time before getting over it. "Truth or dare, Caaaaaaaaaroline?"

"Maybe you need a shower," Caroline remarked, leaning a little against him while she pondered her choice. "I think we should keep the dare category going longer. You know, really up the ante here."

She was just desperate to avoid truth, wasn't she? Aww. And Nathan had so many things he wanted to ask about. It was like she knew.

"You want to up the ante of the game?" Nathan asked, raising an eyebrow and wondering if she really knew who she was talking to here. "All right, then. I think you should do a stripper dance. Right here in front of me. And I don't mean take off your fucking clothes. I meant the dance. Right here."

He leaned a little closer to her, lazy smile on his face. "Make me believe, yeah? I think you can."

How was that for upping the ante?

Caroline glanced at the lounge area, considering how well it would work. "I do better with a pole," she teased before getting up to request a better song (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=98WtmW-lfeE) from the zombies. "We need something with a good beat, yeah?"

And then Caroline was stalking back, thinking she was hilarious as she pulled her hair back into a loose ponytail and started putting on a little show for him.

Skinny jeans were really useful sometimes. Especially when Caroline started in with a mini lap dance on the chorus.

It was kind of impressive how easily she jumped right into that dare. Nathan wasn't complaining though especially when she'd gone into the lap dance part of the song. At that point, a lot of relevant thought went out the window because he was just watching and itching to touch.

"Jesus fucking Christ," he muttered, blinking quickly. All of his attention was on her, yep. He approved of the dancing even if the song was going to be in his head for fucking ever.

Caroline smirked, crawling up over him and then...it was over and she plopped on the sofa next to him and smacked her hand against his knee. "I take it from the look on your face you liked that."

"Yeah, that was fucking good," he said, blinking quickly several times to slowly pull his focus back now that she'd just ruined his life (okay, that was dramatic) by stopping her dance.

What an awesome and, at the same time, awful dare for him. He was glad to have see that but now he wanted more. Nathan decided that the thing to do right now was drink more so he did and that helped him calm down some.

"I kind of hate you for stopping," he joked, glancing over at her. "I'm sure I'll get over it in about five minutes but yeah, I hate you for stopping."

"Only five minutes? Disappointing," Caroline clucked her tongue as she crossed her legs and pulled her hair back down.

"You want me to keep hating you for longer than five minutes?" Nathan asked, glancing over at her. When she took her hair down, he got the urge to reach over and twirl a few strands around his fingers briefly.

"That seems kinda masochistic, doesn't it?" he asked, smirking. "Besides, I told you before, I couldn't ever hate you. It's impossible for me. I don't have the ability."

"Hey, if it means you're focused on me, I'm good with it," she teased, leaning over just a bit. So what if she encouraged him to touch?

"I'm focused on you," he said assuredly, moving his fingers from her hair to her cheek since she was leaning closer to him and he'd been so good with not touching while she danced that he couldn't resist right now. His guard was completely down and gone.

"And nope, still don't hate you," he added, shaking his head. "You've got my complete fucking attention right now. I promise. Now, what you might do with that attention is up to you but its yours."

"I have lots of ideas," Caroline promised, leaning into his touch. "Does that mean you're done with your game? No more dares for you?" You know, meaning she'd won.

Nathan grinned at her because he knew her game. He'd give up and she'd win by default and she wouldn't let him forget that. When she leaned closer, he cupped one of her cheeks and tried to encourage her a little closer to him.

"I don't know if I'm ready to admit defeat yet," he finally said, still grinning lazily at her. "Why? You outta truths and dares? If you are, I'm sure we can declare me the winner and go on our with our night, yeah?"

So competitive.

"Oh, I'm sure I have a good one left in me," Caroline replied, unwilling to allow him to ever win. "Truth or dare, Mr. Young?"

Nathan's smile widened at how quickly she'd matched his competitiveness. He expected nothing less. And now he had to choose something. He really didn't want to have to sing again so that was a point in favor of truth but who knew what she'd ask with truth.

"Dare." Sure, the possibility was there that he'd have to sing again but he was just hoping that she'd get more creative or risky or something. "Up the ante, Caroline. Let's see this good one."

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