He started panicking when he saw the circle. Then he really wanted to run away when Mark pulled Amy down beside him with that ever cocky grin of his. Chance wanted to punch the other guy in the face. It only made him angrier, to see how Amy hid her head in her hands, trying to avoid everyone's eyes.

A bottle stood at the very center of the circle, gleaming beneath the warm lights of the loft. An open door beckoned off to one side, the glow of starlight clashing with the fake light inside. Chance shuddered when Courtney leaned forward and handed him the bottle with a large grin. "Seven minutes in Heaven, you get to go first."

So he spun the bottle, and watched it wobble around the hard wood floor until it stopped ... pointed right at Amy.