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“Oh, so you get to brag about Mr. Bulgy Sweatpants but I’m not allowed to talk about having a three-course meal on his sister’s snatch? You’re not being a good ally, Jazz.”

I lowered my voice. “Want to know what he looks like with his shirt off?”

Her eyes widened. “Yes please. How many abs does he have?” She held up four fingers, then added another every second. “Tell me when to stop.”

We didn’t get kicked out, but the manager glared at us until we left.

13

Jazz

On Tuesday, we had game night at my place again. Bash brought the game Sorry!, and we played a few rounds of that while chatting about work. Apparently they had a big acquisition coming up that was going to require a lot of travel.

Bash only stayed for an hour, but it seemed to last forever. Aiden was sittingright thereon the other side of the table, looking like a snack I wanted to bite into. Whenever his roommate wasn’t looking, Aiden gave me the most blatant fuck-me eyes I had ever seen.

Eventually Bash stood up and said, “I’ll leave you two to your try-hard smart person game. Try not to rip each other’s throats out.”

As soon as he was gone, I turned to Aiden and said, “Should I play hard-to-get by pulling out the Scrabble board, or should we skip the pretenses and get right down to business?”

“Um,” Aiden said while scratching his dark hair, “I’ve actually been looking forward to playing Scrabble.”

I felt myself stiffen. “Oh.”

Then a big grin split his face. “Just kidding. I didn’t think you would take me seriously.”

“You were so convincing!” I protested.

“Sorry,” he said, sweeping a hand across the table and knocking the children’s board game and all the pieces onto the floor. “I promise to make it up to you.”

He made good on his promise, ripping my clothes off and then lifting me onto the table. After only a few teasing swirls of his tongue on my clit, he spread my legs wide and drove himself into me without any other warning.

“There you are,” he moaned into my neck. “This is all I’ve been able to think about since Sunday.”

I arched my back and let my head go slack. Soon we were filling the room with the sounds of our passionate lovemaking, the table scraping on the floor with every frenzied thrust until it was bumping against the wall.

We put on our underwear, moved the table back to its proper position, and played Scrabble afterward. Aiden won the first game by only five points, but I took game two by double digits.

“Is your sister older or younger than you?” I asked while rearranging my tiles.

“Older by two years.”

“Is she gay or bi?” I asked.

Aiden’s gaze left the board and locked onto mine. “She’s straight.”

“Aww, too bad.”

“I didn’t think I’d need to compete with my sister,” he said carefully.

“Hah! Sorry, I should have been more clear. My best friend, Cat, is bisexual. She was hoping your sister was into women.”

Aiden cocked his head. “How did my sister come up in conversation?”

My hand paused on a tile. “I told her about… hooking up with you. When I told her you were a generous lover, she asked about your sister. You should know that Cat and I are really close; we tell each other everything. You’re not mad, are you?”

“Mad?” Aiden barked a laugh. “I don’t mind you spreading tales of my sexual glory around Philadelphia. It’s not like we agreed to keep our affair a secret from everyone. Just Bash.”

“Well, if your sister ever has a sexual reawakening, please let me know. Cat will be very excited.”

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