Page 24 of Enemies with my Bestie’s Brother
“I wouldn’t say you did anything wrong. It’s just that…you eat plain, cheese pizza? Like an eight year old?” I giggle at him, and he scrunches his nose at me.
“Plenty of normal people eat plain cheese pizza! Not just eight-year-olds,” he declares.
I raise my eyebrows and smile at him as I hold my slice of mushroom and sausage pizza to my mouth.
“Whatever you say, Grayson.” I take a bite of my pizza and he frowns.
“Just because you’re okay with eating fungus doesn’t mean that everyone should be. Honestly, it’s almost sickening watching you eat it.” He pretends to gag as I start shaking my head.
“No, no. See, it’s fine for you to not like mushrooms. I understand that not everyone has refined taste like me,” I tease him. “But, you don’t even get a meat lover’s like most guys. Nope, just bread and cheese.”
I chuckle at the expression on his face. I wasn’t intending to rile him up, but the look on his face is pretty cute. He takes another bite of his pizza and rolls his eyes at me. I glance around the living room when I notice the latest Xbox sitting on his coffee table.
“Umm, is that the Xbox series X?” I ask after I swallow my bite.
He turns around to follow my gaze before nodding.
“Yeah, it is. Why do you ask?” He looks at me suspiciously, as if he thinks I’m going to poke fun at him again.
I’m almost tempted to, just to see his reaction, but decide against it.
“Because I’ve heard the new Call of Duty is amazing on the series X!” I announce as I finish my pizza and get up to wash my plate.
“You play Call of Duty?” he asks skeptically.
I roll my eyes as I put the plate on the dish rack.
“Seriously, Grayson, it’s 2023. Women can play video games now.”
He finishes his slice, and I grab his plate for him and put it in the sink. I’m not washing it for him, though. I’m his maid.
“Sorry, I wasn’t emphasizing where I meant to. What I meant to say was, ‘You play Call of Duty?’ because I would have had you pegged as a Skyrim girl personally.” He grins as he walks over and starts washing his plate in the sink.
“Actually, I’ve never played Skyrim. So, you were wrong on both counts.” I stick my tongue out at him and plop down on the couch. I made a good choice because this thing is so incredibly soft. It feels like I’m sitting on clouds. I turn around to ask Grayson to bring me another beer, but he’s staring at me with his jaw practically on the ground.
“What?”
“You’ve never played Skyrim? That’s insane! It was Game of the Year in 2012! How on earth could you have missed that?”
He walks over and turns the gaming system on before putting the controller in my hand.
“What are we doing?” I ask as he walks away and grabs some beers out of the fridge.
“We are going to play some Call of Duty because I know you’ll enjoy it. And then, you’re going to play Skyrim for the first time, because it’s incredible and I know you’ll love it, especially with these graphics. I’m actually hugely jealous of you right now. I would give anything to be able to play it again for the first time. There’s nothing quite like the first time you play something amazing.”
A dreamy look crosses his face as he strolls over with two glass bottles. I never would have thought that he was the kind of guy who was mega into video games, and I’m actually pretty intrigued by the fact that Grayson is a closet gamer nerd.
He sits down on the other side of the couch and hands me a bottle. I pop the top and take a swig as he loads up the game.
“I haven’t played in a while, so I may be a little bit rusty,” I warn.
He snickers and rolls his eyes.
“Already covering your bases for when you lose?” He cocks an eyebrow with his question.
“Ha! You have no idea what’s coming, buddy. I’m going to team deathmatch your ass into grass.”
“Ooh, I’m so scared!”
