Page 145 of The Games We Play
She pulled her hand back, the warmth of the moment lingering between us, but it didn’t take long before she tilted her head and raised an eyebrow.
“Don’t you have something to apologize for?” she asked, her tone deceptively light.
I tapped my index finger against my chin, pretending to think hard. “Hmm… smoking in the bar?”
“And?” she prodded.
“Giving my friends free drinks?”
“Go on.”
“Being an ass?”
She stared at me, unimpressed, clearly waiting for more. I racked my brain but came up blank.
“I got nothing,” I said with a shrug, grinning.
Lizzie rolled her eyes. “I just wanted to see what I could get you to own up to.”
She pushed off the desk and turned to leave, her tone casual but her words sincere. “Apology accepted, by the way.”
Then, just before she disappeared into the hallway, she tossed over her shoulder, “Also, get off your ass. The new liquor supplier will be here soon, and you’ve got work to do.”
I flipped her off, grinning, and she stuck her tongue out in return before vanishing into the bar.
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MAC
Penny: If you ever say “yeehaw” during sex, I’m filing a police report.
Mac: So… Giddy up is okay?
Penny: Blocked. Reported. Arrested.
Mac: Be honest. Did you actually like that playlist I made for us?
Penny: It was 40% country breakup songs and 60% Shania Twain.
Mac: Is that a yes?
Penny: It felt like an emotional hostage situation.
Mac: But perfect to practice our dancing.
Mac: You up?
Penny: It’s 10:42 PM, not 3 AM. The fact you sent me a you up text…
Mac: Cool. I’m coming over ;)
Penny: To do what, exactly?
Mac: Eat popcorn. Probably kiss you. Depends on your mood.
Penny: As tired as I am… I don’t think I’d be able to deny the kissing part. Anything more than that I can’t guarantee. But my freezer has ice cream. So come prepared for both!!!
Mac: Copy that. I’ll bring a spoon and lower your sleepy defenses.
