Page 87 of Game Changer
He smirks back at me.“True.But remember, I’m very competitive.”
“You could have at least guessed.”
“I couldn’t even come up with a guess.”
“Hmmm.”
“Why are you complaining?”He sticks out his chest.
“Solid point.I like your abs.Okay.My turn.”
“What metal makes up to ten percent of yellow gold?”he reads.
“Copper.”
He nods.“Yes.”
Then it’s, “What’s the only U.S.state that borders a Canadian territory?”
“Maine.”
“Wrong.”
“What?”
“Territory.”He taps the card on my nose.“It’s Alaska.It borders the Yukon, which is a territory.”
“Ohhhh.”I’m annoyed at my careless mistake.“Shit, I answered too fast.If it was a province, it would be a lot of states.”I sigh and pull off my T-shirt.I am now sitting on the couch in my pink lace demi bra and matching thong.
“This is getting good.”Jax rubs his hands together.
“Sports and Leisure.Okay.What makes a Black Russian black?”I pause.“Wait, this is a sports question?”
“I guess booze is leisure.Too easy.Kahlua.”
“Yes.”
He keeps getting questions right, and I’m tempted to cheat and make up something I know he can’t answer.But that would be unsportsmanlike.Finally, I get him with, “What’s a California long white?”
He gazes blankly at me.Finally, he says, “A coffee.”
“Ha!It’s a potato.Finally, those jeans are coming off.”
“Nope.”He toes off one sandal.
“What!”I stare at him.“That’s not fair!I was barefoot.”
He smiles.“You should have thought of that.”
I narrow my eyes at him and pick up the die.I keep my underwear on a little longer, then have to decide whether it’s the bra or thong that goes.I decide on the bra.
“Good choice.”Jax leers at my boobs.
My nipples have tightened, not only due to being exposed to the air but responding to Jax’s lascivious stare.I’ve never been an exhibitionist, but this is turning me on.And Jax too, judging from the bulge in his jeans.I squeeze my thighs together.
“Are we going to finish this game?”I ask breathlessly.
“Hell yeah.I have to beat you.”
