Chapter b66/bb: /bLa POV

    egging wp to The shorty table with Mass am still dong swasting ring tot while were in pis in Ivyning

    “Who’s going up against me, Boys?” I ask at 1 give Hunter a quick perk on the lips before he stays war the maki

    Cade step up to the opposite side of the table and asks, “First one to 11 points wing?”

    “sare,” I say nonchntly. “Want to start?” I ask him as we both take hold of our pushers and get indo petie

    “Ladies first,”es his cocky answer apanied by that sexy smirk of his that makes my brawes go weak for tum

    As I lift my head, cing the puck in front of my pusher, the wicked smile on my face must clue him in on the fact that I might be ther thought I would be at least not where this bgame /bis concerned – because he suddenly turns serious and gets into a more foresta

    What these guys don’t know is that Ba and 1 spent almost every weekend at this arcade, ying every game, homing our skills, and learning machines weaknesses.

    For instance, this air hockey table has a weak spot on Cade’s left side. If I hit the puck just right from my side, his pusher will stick and meet in time to stop it from going in the goal.

    Ba and I spent countless hours at this table, practicing that specific shot until we both could find the weak spot with our eyes closed.

    Cade’s going down without him even realizing it. I honestly hope he isn’t a sore loser,

    The first three points I hand to him on a silver tter, lulling him into a false sense of imminent victory. Al and Hunter, standing off to my right, an chatting away, acting as makeshiftmentators, equally ribbing me and Cade when a shotnds or is missed.

    After the third puck sinks into my goal, AJ makes an off–handedment that Cade might want to go easy on me and give me ba /bpoint or btwo /btown the ying field somewhat.

    At that moment, I catch Hunter’s eye and wink at him, making him smirk.

    b“/bAJ,” I start, “Don’t you have any faith in my abilities?b” /bI mock pout as I line up my next shot.

    “Of course, Cupcake, but it seems Cade is somewhat better at this than byou/bb. /bI don’t want him to go too hard, band /bthen it hurts your feelings when you love.”

    Before I can reply to that shittyment, though, Hunter pipes up/“Oh, you stupid, stupid man,” as he looks at Aj with a knowing smirk that mankors my

    insides melt for him.

    Bewildered, Al looks between Hunter, then me, and finally at Cadeb, /bwho only shrugs in ignorance at what Hunter’s words bmight /bmean.

    Looking at Cade, I ask, “Ready?” after which he gives me a confirmatory nod.

    When my puck sinks with only one flick of my wrist, Al’s mouth gapes open, Hunter chuckles, and Cade looks bconfusedly /bdown at the table as if bhe /bsa quitepute what just happened.

    Cade lines up the next shot because I scored thest goal, and lets loose with a nice brutal hit.

    Unfortunately for him, the puckes at me at an odd angle and bounces off the side, exactly where I need it to be so I can have ba /bstraight shot at his goal again.

    When that one finds its mark, even though Cade tries gantly to guard his goal, Hunter starts chuckling softly as Al crosses bhis /barms and gives his bfull /battention to the table. It is as if, by staring it down, the table will give up its secrets to luns so he can help Cade win.

    The rest of the game continues in basically the same way. Cade is able tond one or two shots because of genuine skill. I practically band bhin /bnot wanting to bruise his ego too much.

    So by the time I’m growned the victor, the score is seven eleven in my favor. Hunteres over to me, grabs me around the waist, and lifts me to bhe /b

    Chapter 66: La POV

    swing me around in circles. The moment has me wrapping my arms around his neck as I peer into his yful eyes

    “Congrattions, Beautiful,” he says as he smiles fondly at me, making my heart skip a beat or two at the adoration peeking through

    Cade and Al bare /bstanding on the other end of the table, discussing how it’s possible I won Cade, making me shake my head at them, but ia /itruly their disbelief in my abilities.

    “Reep my secret for one more win, and I’ll reward you handsomely,” I quietly say to Hunter as he ces me down on the ground, but wat het pi staring down into my beyes /band then dropping his gaze to my lips.

    “What kind of reward are we talking about, baby?” he asks, still looking at my mouth, making it ringly obvious what he would like his reward bto /b

    Deciding to be more daring because I know I’m safe with them, but in particr him, I lean onto my tiptoes and whisper into his ear, b“/bbTil /blet byou /blesson on how to please you.”

    His reaction is instant. First freezing, then snapping his head back to look me directly in bthe /bbeye/b, probably to see if I’m messing with him. But he find subterfuge from me.

    I’ve been considering it for a couple of days now, and having him help me learn the ways to please a man would be intimate but still fun. He’ll make bme /bfeel safe by not judging when myck of experience bes evident.

    “You sure, Beautiful?” he asksb, /bever the one to always have my best interest at heart, first and foremost.

    I don’t verbally answer him but lean forward and kiss him tenderly to reiterate that I want that specific experience to happen with him.

    When we both slowly pull away after a few seconds, Cade and AJ have sauntered overb, /bstill deep in discussion on how they could change their strategy the next time they yed against me to ensure a win for them would be inevitable. Silly boys.

    “I’d be honored,” Hunter softly says in my ear before he kisses the hollow below my ear, making me moan softly at the feel of his blips /bon bmy /bskin.

    Al speaks up when they are within earshot of us, “Donkey Kong next, Cupcakeb?/bb” /b

    “That’s fine by me. I might do a bit worse in that one, though, I was bnever /bvery good.”

    “Why choose it then?” he asks, genuinely curious.

    “I suspected one of you guys must like the game, and I didn’t want all the games to be just those that I liked.” I reply, shrugging bashfully,ying it on thick so they wouldn’t see the bass/bb–/bwooping that was in their near future.

    “That’s bvery /bsweet of you, baby. I won’t go too hard on you thenb,/bb” /bbAf /bsays as he steps closer and gives me a soft, quick kiss.

    Good bluck /bwith that, ibaby/i.

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