Possessing The Gamma: The Silver Run Series
Damn it, he knows how to tug on my heartstrings.
“Scoot down, Andrew,” I command, taking the controller from Matt. An involuntary shiver racing with my pulse at the slightest brush of our fingers. Walking around the couch, I sit between the two, trying to ignore the evergreens surrounding me.
“Bring your worst, Shortcake,” Matt whispers, his lips so close they graze my skin, forcing me to blush.
“I always do,” I return, in my sickly sweet voice. Hitting start, Matt and I begin a battle to the death, killing enemy after enemy with ease. Twenty minutes later, Matt takes the last shot, confirming the final count and our win.
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