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“I told her not to, either.”
I giggle, my head woozy from the wine. “Ha, you think so, pal.”
“Who, me?” Tyler looks around and shrugs. “Couldn’t be.”
I laugh more, feeling more giddy as the minutes tick by. “Def is you.”
Tyler deals out our hands and sips on his can of soda. I like he chose soda and not beer. He hasn’t mentioned it, but I see what he’s doing. Gotta be careful, considering his father and brother’s history.
The game starts, and I kick Tyler’s ass. Not just in the first round, but the second and third round too.
There’s really no skill in this game, more just luck, but it’s still so fun to beat him. Every time I win, I stand and cheer as Tyler laughs his ass off.
“Okay, best out of six?” Tyler asks.
I nod. Next two rounds, Tyler wins. And he isn’t quiet about it.
I toss a cookie at his head as he cheers so loud the entire party can hear him. “Shhh! It’s just war,” I tease.
“That’s not what you said when you won!” Tyler teases back.
“Alright, if you win this next round, it’s a tie. Otherwise, the winner takes all,” I say and point at myself.
“Winner takes all, huh? What are we winning?”
“Don’t worry about it. You’re not gonna win.” I grin.
“Oh really? We’ll see about that.”
Just when I think Tyler is going to take it… bam, I get a high card and slam it down.
I jump up and shout and cheer. “I win! I win!”
Tyler grabs me by the waist from where he sits and tries to pull me down. I’m way too tipsy, though, so I lose my balance and tumble down onto his lap instead of my chair.
As soon as I comprehend where I am, my body freezes but then relaxes, instantly melting into him.
He feels so good… so warm… so perfect…
It’s my turn to break the rules because I just don’t care anymore.
I grab his face and kiss him like it’s the last time I’ll ever taste him.
ChapterSixteen
Chloe
Tyler doesn’t hesitate, his mouth matching mine with urgency. His hands grip my waist as I lean into him, moving my own hands down from his face to his shoulders.
His muscles feel so good under my fingertips, so strong and sure, and so sexy.
We kiss and kiss and kiss, when finally his hands start to move, slowly sliding their way up my sides and over my curves to the swell of my breasts.
Running my fingers up the back of his neck and into his hair, I tug and rake my nails along his scalp, and he groans into my mouth. He deepens the kiss more, and now it’s my turn to moan.
I grind my hips down onto his lap and feel his hard-on against the thin fabric of my lace panties. Maneuvering myself to hit my sweet spot, I find it easily, and when I do, tingles run up and down my spine.
The alcohol running through my veins only makes me want him more. My head spins, but I can’t stop kissing him, lost in his taste, his scent, and everything about him. I missed it all.
