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Shit, she’s beautiful.
Brennan
The pizza arcade? It’s very noisy.
Jett
You know Riley loves that place.
I added when we’d be there and the movie information.
Finished, Grace came over to us. “All done.”
“Spence is taking us to the movies and the fancy pizza arcade. I think the boys are joining us for pizza,” Riley said as she got her things.
Grace beamed. “Sounds good to me.”
The movie finished, and Riley looked over at me and smirked. Grace had fallen asleep on me halfway through.
I loved every moment. Her small body fit perfectly into mine.
“The movie’s over, my good doctor.” I shook her gently.
Her eyes flew open. “I fell asleep? I’m so embarrassed.”
“You didn’t snore. It’s fine.” Riley waved it off, hopping up out of her seat.
Grace sat up and realized she’d been asleeponme. “Oh, I–”
I cupped her face in my hands. “Don’t be sorry. Iadoredbeing your pillow.”
“Okay.” Her voice went small.
“You can sleep on me anytime,” I added. It was the first time we had really cuddled, and I yearned for more.
Grace gulped. “Okay.”
Riley snorted. “What’s the point of having giant dudes around if you don’t use them as pillows? Now come on, we have prizes to win and pizza to eat.”
Standing, I offered my hand to Grace. She put hers in mine and smiled shyly as she stood. Her hand stayed in mine as we left the theatre and went across the plaza to the pizza arcade.
“We’ll order food, play games until the food comes, eat, then play more games,” Riley told us as we entered what I personally thought of asoverstimulation paradise.
Everywhere you looked there were bright lights, games that flashed and made noise, children running and screaming, adults watching the sports ball, and people drinking beer.
Grace’s face said it all. Yes. That was why Brennan didn’t like it here.
I pulled Grace into me. “Everyone’s coming. I'm pretty sure that if it gets to be too much that someone will take you home. We come here for Riley, not because we like it. The wine list leaved something to be desired, but the pizza is wood-fired, and apparently they have a lot of nice beers.”
She nodded, tucking herself into me.
“You are so fucking cute together,” Riley told me as we found a table big enough for all seven of us.
“Is that okay…” Her scent went a little sour.
“Please, feel free to date all of them. You’d look hot on the back of Brennan’s motorcycle.” Using the tablet attached to the table, she proceeded to order enough food for an army.
Grace bit her lower lip. “I don’t think that would happen.”
