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A shiver ripples through me, settling within my core and making my cock twitch in response. My gaze shifts to her and my mouth grows slack as I meet her eyes, unable to look away. Rachel goes up on her tiptoes, leaning in so close I can feel her breath on my ear. My entire body stiffens. She obviously doesn’t know what she’s doing to me; how my entire body is primed and ready for her, how her light touches awaken the deepest desires within me.
“Kick their ass,” she whispers with a soft giggle.
I stifle a growl and nod my head. “Of course,” I say through my clenched teeth.
My hand tightens around my ping pong ball, and for a moment I’m worried I’m crushing it. I aim for one of the side cups, ignoring the cheers and chatter around me as I try to focus on the cups in front of me and not the temptress at my side. With a sharp inhale, I shoot, watching the ball with all my hope and wishes. At least, if nothing else, Rachel and I will have this. I can be a good friend, the best friend. I don’t have to be her boyfriend, her lover, her one-night stand. She can be my great gal pal. There’s nothing wrong with being in the friend zone. At least I will be able to be around her, enjoy her company, her sharp wit, her smile.
The ball lands and the crowd around us breaks out into a loud, booming roar of laughter and cheering. Seth stomps his feet while Lucas looks skyward, pinching his nose in irritation.
“Alex! Alex! Alex!” Mike shouts over and over again, annunciating each word with a fist in the air. The chant picks up, and all around, people are chanting my name while Rachel laughs and pats my back.
“We can still win this,” Seth grumbles, his hands fisting while Lucas rolls the balls back to us.
I wiggle my shoulders. “Ready to win this?” I ask with a wink at Rachel.
Rachel keeps her gaze glued to my face. It’s cute how she’s trying not to look at my chest, my arms. “Hells yeah, I am!”
I chuckle. “Zipper, please!” I call, waiting for Lucas to reposition the cups into two vertical rows of three and two. Seth crosses his arms, his bottom lip jutting out while he sulks.
I gesture for Rachel to go first, watching as she takes aim at the center, a safe shot. Rachel shoots, and it lands in one of the middle cups.
“No!” Seth shouts, sounding more like a whine.
“Yes!” Rachel jumps up and down, waving her hands in the air.
I take aim, shooting low and fast. Seth leans forward, blowing at the ball, but despite his efforts, it still lands in the first cup.
“Illegal blowing!” Mike shouts while scowling at Seth, placing his hands on his hips. “What the hell Garcia! You know the rules.”
“What?” Seth shouts. “You allow wiggling of asses and flaunting of breasts, but blowing is illegal?”
Mike rolls his eyes. “Blowing is always illegal, Seth. You, of all people, should know that.” Mike gestures towards me and Rachel. “They win.”
“What?” Seth shouts, grabbing his hair in tufts and staring at Mike with eyes so wide I swear they are going to pop out of his skull like an old cartoon at any moment. “That’s bullshit! They can have the balls back, but they certainly don’t win.”
Mike takes out his phone and points to the time. “Game’s about to start. And you were fucking it up, anyway. Be a good sport and shake their hands, alright?” Mike pats his shoulder and turns away, the crowd slowly dissipating and heading towards the arena.
“We won!” Rachel says, holding up her hand for a high five.
I smack my hand against hers, enjoying the flush in her face as she continues trying not to look at my half-nakedness. “Yeah, you were great.”
Rachel chuckles and rubs the back of her head. “Nah. I only got a few points in.”
“No, you totally were. I was really impressed.” And I’m not lying. She definitely held her own. Rachel’s gaze drifts to my shoulders and my arms, her face flushing when it dips a bit further before quickly lifting to my face.
“I-I should probably give you your shirt back,” she begins while picking up her discarded jersey. “I think this is almost dry.”
“No, keep it.”
Rachel winces. “Are you sure? You’re kinda… naked.”
A laugh seizes me, taking me by surprise as I watch her face heat in response. “I wouldn’t quite call this naked.”
“Well, I mean,” she begins, running her hand through her hair while looking away. “You’re attracting a lot of attention. I didn’t know if you felt… embarrassed or-or… cold.”
I lean into her, feeling bold as I say softly, for her ears alone, “I kinda like the attention.” I notice her bristle, the way she flushes all the way to her ears. “And, I don’t think I can possibly feel cold right now.” Rachel blinks up at me, and I waggle my eyebrows. Her lips part and a soft gasp escapes them, making my insides twist with desire.
“Alright, you win, blah blah blah,” comes Seth’s voice.
