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“What’ll I get?” he asked, eyes re on the TV

“What?”

He cast a glance at aain, lopsided sexy grin firmly in place, “—compensation” The drop in his voice acco my head

G-rated words or not,sound dirty I sed hard and pressed ether Shawn continued to squeal as “he” drove his car

“I’ll play with your joystick,” I replied after a beat

A spin-out followed by a crash into the wall and excited laughter fro able to throw him off, unfolded myself from the couch, and walked over to the table I could feel his eyes onthat was confirmed when I returned with the jar

“My joystick, huh?” Alistened in his eyes

I rolled the jar around inmy damnedest to remain nonchalant “It fits It’s a stick, sorta More like a tree trunk, but that doesn’t have the sas me joy, so joystick”

Our gazes re a smile off my face Shawn dropped his controller and cli for the jar in the process He wrapped his chubby hands around it

and shook, giggling at the subtle rattle created

“So, do I get to win?”

Mal stretched his ar the back of the sofa and crossed his ankles, the s his face “Hell, yeah I’ll throw every daame we play”

I rolled hed atthe jar back fro, which was quickly squashed when Mal handed him the controller

It’d been about teeks since his first pick, so it was my turn My heart thudded with anticipation Another quick shake before I unscrewed the top, closed my eyes, and pulled out one of the pieces of paper I unfolded it, read it, looked up at Mal, and then read it again Tords Two fucking words that were like being dumped in an ice bath

“Don’t leave me in suspense What’s up first?”