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“Oh, yeah. I’m ready to tear your clothes off and have my way with you.” I nod, making him snort a laugh.
“No clothes ripping.”
“Boo.” I wink but don’t argue. That isn't where tonight is going to end. “You said two places?” I ask, and he nods. “Let me guess, I’ll see when we get there?”
“Yep.” I’m gearing up to argue when I decide to get started on our bet.
“Watching you with those kittens was incredibly sexy. Something about a strong man showing such tenderness… Fuck, I was so…well, I think you can guess.” I smile, biting my lip, as Ren’s eyes flick from the road to me.
“Really?” he asks, sounding skeptical.
“Yes. I was ready to beg for a turn.” I blink at him, watching the way his cheeks turn pink. I can’t hold in my giggle. “See. I’ve got good lines.” I wiggle my brows at him when his mouth falls open.
“You were playing me! Wow,” he mocks outrage.
“I wasn’t lying. So does that really count as being played?” I ask, and he shrugs.
“I suppose not,” he concedes. “But now it’s my turn.” He’s silent for a moment, and I patiently wait. “Watching your eyes light up the moment you spotted those kittens was fucking perfect. I wanted to do something with you that I knew you hadn’t done before, but I was nervous you’d hate it.”
“It was really fun.” I nod.
“It made me want to see that look on your face again. I want to be the man that makes your eyes light up like that every day. I want to watch your excitement get too big for you to contain, making you do your cute as fuck happy dance every time I’m with you.” Ren’s voice drops, and the flutters in my stomach tell me his words have their desired effect.
“Damn. You win this round.” I admit defeat and slump in my chair, making Ren snort.
* * *
When we pull up to our second location, I’m squealing.
“Bowling!” I cheer, and now it’s my turn to drag Ren as I basically run inside the building, pulling a ton of man meat along behind me.
As soon as we step inside, it’s dark, lit by neon lights, and filled with the sounds of balls hitting pins. The music is loud and made for dancing, and as we wait in line to get our shoes, I can’t help but wiggle where I stand.
Years of thinking I was going to be a dancer professionally will do this. But also, I’m just so freaking excited.
“So this was a good call?” Ren asks as I bounce on my toes at the counter. The guy grabbing our shoes just chuckles. I can’t stop grinning.
“I’ve never been bowling!”
“Oh…” Ren frowns.
“So, yes! This is amazing!” I throw my arms around his neck and squeeze. “Thank you!” Ren relaxes against me, and I almost kiss his cheek. I remind myself that this isn’t a real date. Even if a part of me is wishing it was.
We find our lane, change our shoes, retrieve some balls, and enter our names.
Ren watches as I walk all the way up to the line, but a woah from him has me stopping before I throw the ball.
“You can’t hold it like that. And if you cross that line, your score won't count. Back that cute ass up,” he teases, and I scoot. All the way back to him. Until my ass is pressed to his front. Ren grunts but grumbles at me to focus.
“Yes, master,” I tease, making him shake his head.
“Stand at these dots back here. As you walk toward the lane, pull your arm back. Aim for the dots in the lane, not the pins. Throw straight. Here. Hold the ball like this, with your fingers in the holes.” When I giggle, he smacks my ass. “And don’t be a perv.” Taking his advice, I pull my arm back as I walk, but when I release the ball, it goes straight to the gutter.
“Awe, man!” I whine, making him chuckle.
“Did you aim?”
“Yes!”
