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Mayday! Mayday! We have a problem.
Sarah laughs a little louder, and I don’t want to give her an opportunity to think I’m weak.
“I don’t give up,” I announce with a fake tough guy look, “I was just warming up my wrist.”
I spin my wrist as I walk toward to table number three. Tucker opens his mouth, and his voice finally snaps, “What the hell are you doing?”
He turns to TJ, looking furious.
“I’m going to beat the shit out of you,” I say, but inside I’m not so sure.
Tucker raises his eyebrows defiantly. He’s bigger than I am, way bigger. His gaze is now similar to a predator’s. And I am his prey.
“You know I’m going to eat you up,” he says with a smirk.
No doubt, but at least I didn’t run away with my tail between my legs. I walk past Sarah with a big smile, letting her glare at me, stop in front of the table and lean against it.
TJ approaches, his eyes gleaming. Oh yes, he’s proud of himself, this idiot.
“Well, you guys know the rules.”
I keep my gaze on Tucker’s. He slowly analyzes my figure before observing my mouth. I know exactly what he’s thinking, because I’m thinking the same thing.
“Oh,” TJ replies, snapping his fingers,” we’re fighting here, we don’t fantasize about our opponent.”
I come out of my lethargy and glare at him. “Your lack of sex is making you see things,” I spit in TJ’s direction.
Tucker laughs softly at my jab, and his cousin mumbles something in his beard.
“Come on!” he exclaims before taking a step away, his and the others’ attention focused on us.
I get into position, thinking fast. Okay, Tucker is probably a hundred pounds heavier than I am, and his arm is twice mine. Let’s play it smart. We need to break his concentration. But how do I do that when he’s distracting me?
Tucker leans over the table, resting his arm on it and getting into position as well. His hand hooks mine, and I try to ignore the heat it gives off. I knew it was a bad idea to agree to their stupid game, but there’s no way I’m giving up now.
“The game is on!” shouts TJ from beside us.
Tucker doesn’t move an inch, leaving me to try to flatten his hand with difficulty. He laughs, and I want to headbutt him.
“Come on,” I order him. “Don’t be a wimp.”
“I can put your hand down in two seconds, babe,” he whispers so only I can hear him.
I lean in a little closer to him, staring at his mouth. Playing it sneaky, clever. I can do it. I feel his gaze dive into my cleavage. He frowns and clenches his jaw.
“Damn,” he mumbles.
He sees me ogling his mouth. His hand slowly starts to force itself on mine. My God, he’s got quite a grip.
“Stop imagining your mouth on mine,” he orders me with a smile.
I inhale slowly, deeply, and stare him straight in the eye.
“You’re wrong, babe,” I whisper, “I imagine my mouth around your cock.”
I take advantage of his surprise to bring down his arm on the table.
“Fuck,” he yells, jumping back. “That’s cheating!”
