More On Addicted
Each of us not wanted to have to lug away all of the books.
"Scissors, paper, rock you for it?" she says.
"Deal," I laugh and squat down next to her.
We synchronise, preparing our hands for the short game. "Scissors, paper, rock."
Her hands form a scissors while mine does and rock and I cheer.
"ha ha! SUCKER," I shout at her and bellow out a laugh.
"You're such a graceful winner," she says with a pout making me laugh harder.
"You can do half and I'll do the other half, deal?" I tell her.
Hot Chapters