Page 84 of Scrimmage

He smirks. “Figured if I’m gonna fuck you, I might as well feed you.”

“Good, cause I don’t take payment in cum.”

"Do you even hear the way you speak? Fucking filthy.”

I lick my lips. “Oh, I love being filthy.”

“Slut,” he says under his breath.

I grin. “It only took you three hours, but you finally did it."

“Did what?”

“Called me a slut. Must've been hard for you to wait that long.”

“It should've been,” he mutters. “Why do you like being called a slut?”

“Keeps ‘em confused.”

“You’re like Rumple-fucking-Stiltskin.”

I giggle. “Penny says that.”

“What do you want?” He gestures to the food. It’s like a fucking fest. I grab a pair of chopsticks and the carton of dumplings. He takes it from me and puts it on a plate, then hands it back. “You can use chopsticks?”

“What? You think because I’m white trash I don’t know shit about the world?” I sit crisscross applesauce on the counter.

He heaps some stuff onto a plate and leans opposite of me. “Why do you always say I think the worst of you?”

“You act like it,” I say between bites.

“I’m just surprised I guess. Where did you learn?”

“Japan.”

“You went to Japan?”

“Yeah, I’ve been twice.”

“Did you like it?”

“The first time? Not really. The second time was great. Penny and I backpacked Asia over the summer.”

“That seems on brand for you two.”

“Yeah.” I smile to myself. “It is. We’ve been backpacking somewhere every summer.”

“Is that why you were upset that she’s doing the internship?”

I take my time chewing my food. “No, that’s during the spring. I think she should. It’s why I sent them her portfolio.”

“Wait.” Koda sets his plate down. “You sent her shit in for the internship?”

I nod. “It’s an amazing opportunity, and she never would've done it herself.”

“Won’t she be mad when she finds out?”

“She’ll find out eventually, but she won’t be mad. She’s the one who told Prince that I did my own tattoos. Then I got the apprenticeship. We support each other.”

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