“We’re eight people,” Grey states, “Mario Party is a game for four.”
“So?”
I lean my head onto my boyfriend’s shoulder, he leans his head against mine in return. “We could do teams,” I suggest.
“Exactly!” Emory chimes.
“Oh, my God. We can docouple-teams. Let’s see which couple is the superior one.” Miles lays an arm around Emory’s shoulders, then plants a kiss to the side of her head.
“Or, and now hear me out—”
Now it’s my time to cover Grey’s mouth with my hand. “Let’s do it. I don’t hear anyone veto, do you?”
“You’re my new favorite person, Luan,” Miles says and beams a smile at me before flipping Grey off once more. “Your boyfriend is a whole lot better than you.”
I remove my hand from my boyfriend’s mouth to let him respond.
“You’re just saying that because, from this day forth, you’ll use him to get me to do whateveryouwant, love.”
Miles doesn’t try to deny it.
—
Thirty minutes into the game and Grey and I are in the lead. We already have three stars, Sofia and Aaron, as well as Lily and Colin have one star, and Emory and Miles have zero, but that’s because Grey stole one from them.
Most of the mini games, Grey and I won, and I have a theory as to why that is. The otherteamsswitch every other round; meaning one round let’s say Colin plays one of the games, and the next Lily does. Grey and I, however, we play the games we think we’ll win. Once the little preview onhow to playfinishes, we discuss who’d have more chances in winning, and then the person who is more confident plays. As it turns out, we’re not doing such a bad job.
I love winning.
“You cannot be fucking serious!” Aaron mutters under his breath. “Neither of us has a chance of winning this round! It’s like this one was made for Grey and Luan.”
Grey looks at me and I smirk while reading the instructions to this mini game one more time.
“We’re all trained in this, Aaron,” Colin corrects. “Even the women.”
“Can you stop making everything sexual?” Miles groans. “It’s just a game.”
“A mini game that’s calledcandy shakedown. And we’re literally jerking off the air.”
“You’re holding a controller…”
Aaron drops the controller into Sofia’s lap. “Fuck this. I’m not doing that.”
“Don’t mind if I do.” Sofia giggles and eagerly takes the controller. “But, seriously, Nix, you need to grow up.”
“Yeah, I’m going to sit this one out,” Lily adds, clearly siding with her brother. “Have funjerking offthe air, babe.”
Emory gives her controller to her husband as well.
Now that everyone has decided who will play, they’re staring at Grey and me, waiting.
I lock my eyes with Grey’s, silently asking him who’s going to do it. “You should,” I say, Grey shakes his head, disagreeing. “You have more experience.”
Not even a hint of a smile crosses his face. It’s the same frown from the first day we met; my favorite frown.
“I don’t. I’ve never played this game before,” he argues. “And since I don’t think this game resembles jerking off, your excuse doesn’t count.” He lowers his voice so only I can hear and adds, “Actually, no, if we’re going by that theory,youhave more experience.”
“Fine.” I cover his hand with mine. “We’ll do it together.”
