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“Oh? Why would you need to do that?”

“So you can come toour party” Alex has only spent the night atout— to Alex’s and looking at apartments close to my work

“What’s wrong with you co here?”

“Nothing I just thought it would be nice if it was equitable” I scour the board one last tiood place to put my word, and without a double-letter score of soht points

“You should move in here” He says it nonchalantly, but his eyes are on his tiles and his hand is still wrapped around his mostly hard cock

My heart does this fluttery thing I’

“We’ve been dating for what, like twoin with you is totally reasonable” If we’d been dating a few s have been so crazy lately His evasiveness in interviews isn’t canceled out by howme to his friends and family

“It’s close to threeup athurt

“It’s not that” I pick up my tiles and lean across the board I don’t kno to deal with this, mostly because as irrational as it is, I totally want to move into Alex’s crib and play house with him

Instead of giving him more of an explanation, I place the letter D on his snuffie, followed by an I, the blank tile, and a K I smile triumphantly

“Nice word Except it doesn’t count if you can’t lay it on the board Lose the bra” He gestures to my chest

I don’t follow Alex’s instructions Instead, I drop my pants and toss the frilly underwear, so he shouldn’t be too upset He stands up—totally hard now—and knocks over the board with his dick, spilling our carefully crafted smutty words all over the floor

“Hey! I inning”

“Hardly” Alex pushes my chair back and drops to his knees in front of me

“I was up by fifty points”

“Why don’t you want to ers behind s so he can fit between them

“What does that have to do with you sabotaging the Strip Scrabble game?”