Page 83 of Devil's Bargain

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Rick.

“Shit!” Jamie throws the controller down on the floor.

I chuckle as he stretches his big frame on the beanbag. “That’s the second time you’ve lost in the last half hour. You’re going to have to step up your game!”

“Fuck that!” He digs in his front pocket for his phone.

I rub my face as he swipes the screen and furrows his brows.

“The game is postponed until next Tuesday because of the weather.”

I groan. “Fuck! I was hyped for this one.”

Jamie hums in approval, his dirty blonde hair falling in his eyes. “Yeah, we were going to wipe the floor with them.”

I blow out a breath and select another game on the Xbox. “How about I kick your ass in some racing?”

“Why the fuck not?” He types on his phone. “Party at my place tonight. I’m letting everyone know.”

I scratch the back of my neck. “When are your folks back?”

Jamie shrugs and leans forward to grab the remote off the floor. “Not until tomorrow night.”

“I’m surprised you didn’t want to attend another business dinner.”

He scoffs, selecting his racing car on the screen. “Fuck that! Why would I want to sit through a boring fucking dinner with my parents when I can have my dick sucked instead?”

“Hailey will cut off your balls if she hears you talk like that.”

He flashes a smile. “She knew what she got herself into.”

The game starts up. I overtake Jamie, but he catches up and crashes into me from behind. “You dick!”

His grin is mischievous. “You’re off your game, man.”

My phone starts ringing in my lap. I pause the game and pick it up, swiping the screen.

“Is Maddie hungry for your dick again?”

I chuck the phone on the bed behind me without answering the text. “I let her blow me once, and now she thinks we’re a couple.”

Jamie chuckles, scrolling on his own phone. “That’s it, man. You won’t get rid of her now.”

“I told her I’m not interested in anything more than sex.”

“Women don’t fucking work like that, man. If you dip it, the fish bites, and they don’t let go.”

My shoulders shake with laughter. “Love the analogy.”

“You could do a lot worse. Maddie is hot as fuck.”

I press resume on the game. This time, Jamie forces me down in the ditch because he’s a douche. I reverse back out. “She’s alright.”

“Alright?” Jamie laughs disbelievingly as I overtake him again. My race car is banged up, but he can’t drive for shit.

“She’s not my type.”

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