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f2f → glad you came
Nina gave him a funny look, unable to not laugh, she swatted her hand at his chest in a playful manner. “Noo. Quit trying to kill the mood. Can’t you see I’m trying to seduce you,” she let out a small huff and rested her chin on his body, looking up at him with snarly face, but ended up laughing, eventually smiling.
f2f → glad you came
“Can’t hold your liquor can you?” Unable to find napkins or a towel nearby Nina used her hands to wipe the drink from his face. “I think I should go easy on you so you’re not drunk behind complexion.” The alcohol was causing her to mix up her words and she laughed knowing she said something funny but couldn’t figure out what for the life of her. Her eyes landed on his lips. “I’m going to have to kiss you again. Still got tequila on you.” Nina declared with a grin, going in for the kiss.
Devin’s face scrunched up as he laughed uncontrollably at what Nina was saying. That’s how he was when he was drunk, laughing at everything even if there wasn’t anything to laugh about and always in a good and playful mood. He knew what she said wasn’t right and he was finding it even more funny because he didn’t know what she had been trying to say. He slowed down a bit to catch his breath when she was trying to wipe the drink off his face and when Nina started to lean in, he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to him, “Help me, I’m a mess.” He teased again.
Nina stepped toward him leaning into his body with a growing grin, cupping his face between the palms of her hands, locking eyes with him, looking at him innocently even though she was anything but that right now. “Help you? I’d rather help myself… to you.” She chuckled some, giddy from the alcohol, moving her face just enough so their lips would touch. “Tastes better off you,” Nina murmured starting the kiss slow then proceeding to pick up the pace a little.
“Come help yourself. Please.” Devin’s hands gripped right at Nina’s small hips as she moved in closer to his face. He wanted to laugh, like he was going to tell her no. As her lips brushed up against his, he only hesitated for a brief second before he was leaning in and pressing his lips back up against hers, his hands wandering up along the sides of her body and then around to her back.
Nina deepened the kiss, spurred on by the copious amounts of alcohol she had consumed, a mischievous grin upon her lips, then kissed with a hungry urgency. She was definitely helping herself alright. Her hand ran down his front torso to grip at the bottom of his shirt, pulling them both toward the bar behind them until her back was against it, never once breaking the kiss or to catch a breath.
Devin walked himself forward after she pulled him along and he didn’t realize how close the bar actually was when he backed her up against it and a few things rattled on the other side of it. His kisses getting a little quicker as things were heating up and neither of them were pulling away for air while his hands were finding their way up underneath of Nina’s shirt and along her bare skin and he hummed out at the softness of her skin beneath his hands.
“Oops?” Nina mumbled against his lips, not even caring if they knocked a few things over, showing no signs of slowing down, eager to keep kissing him, moaning out softly when she could feel his hand explore her body. Her own hands finding their way to his pants, fumbling to get his belt undone. If her ears hadn’t picked up on footsteps approaching, voices indicating that someone was headed to the garage to grab ice, things would have gotten more heated fast. “Oh shit.” Instead Nina acted quick and tackled Devin so that they both ended up on the floor behind the bar, with her on top covering his mouth with her palm, praying they didn’t just get caught.
He was only focused on kissing her as she was getting his belt undone and before he knew what was happening, Devin was on his back behind the bar and Nina on top of him with her hand pressed over his mouth. His eyes went wide when he heard the footsteps in the garage just then and the sound of a refrigerator opening. He couldn’t help but to smirk under her hand as he knew she was afraid of getting caught in the act with him. Playfully he bumped his hips up into hers just for a reaction as he tried not to laugh.
“You’re trouble,” she mouthed to him after gasping. Truth be told the same could be said of her but she would rather pin the blame on him. “I think we’re safe,” Nina whispered to him, which was silly because the person had already left. Sitting back up, she remained straddled on top of him, staring down at him with a sly smirk. “What now?”
Devin could only grin when her hand moved from his mouth and he lifted his head up from the floor, “Finish what you started.” He answered back, his hands finding their way back around her waist as he inched his face up closer to kiss at her chin softly.
“Which is, beating you at beer pong?” Grinning as she posed the question and keeping it on her face when he pressed his kisses to her chin. “I could do that.” Attempting to get back up she lost her footing in her tipsy state and fell right back on top of him, her lips clumsily landing on his lips. “Oh hello there kissable lips.” Nina smirked, kissing him instantly and gently grinding her hips into him.
Devin opened his mouth to protest because finishing their game of beer pong hadn’t been what he meant at all. As Nina attempted to get back up and ended up right back on top of him, he smirked with a slight groan and this time wrapped his arms around her waist so she couldn’t try to get back up. “Hello, here they are.” He teased softly and leaned back into her kiss, letting a soft moan escape from the back of his throat when he hips moved over his.
Hearing him moan Nina smirked against his lips, eagerly kissing them, continually grinding her hips, the sound of pleasure that came from him letting her know he was enjoying this as much as she was, so she kissed him harder, moved her hips harder over him. “Wanna know a secret?” She broke away from the kiss to whisper in his ears with a smirk. “I’m wet...”
text → devin
Nina: So, musician by day stripper by night huh? 😏
Devin: What’s it to you? Are you jealous or something? 😋
Nina: Just curious. Don’t strippers usually… wear less? 🤔
Devin: I do. I mean, they do. ;)
Nina: You should if you want more tips. 😉
f2f → glad you came
“Can’t hold your liquor can you?” Unable to find napkins or a towel nearby Nina used her hands to wipe the drink from his face. “I think I should go easy on you so you’re not drunk behind complexion.” The alcohol was causing her to mix up her words and she laughed knowing she said something funny but couldn’t figure out what for the life of her. Her eyes landed on his lips. “I’m going to have to kiss you again. Still got tequila on you.” Nina declared with a grin, going in for the kiss.
Devin’s face scrunched up as he laughed uncontrollably at what Nina was saying. That’s how he was when he was drunk, laughing at everything even if there wasn’t anything to laugh about and always in a good and playful mood. He knew what she said wasn’t right and he was finding it even more funny because he didn’t know what she had been trying to say. He slowed down a bit to catch his breath when she was trying to wipe the drink off his face and when Nina started to lean in, he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to him, “Help me, I’m a mess.” He teased again.
Nina stepped toward him leaning into his body with a growing grin, cupping his face between the palms of her hands, locking eyes with him, looking at him innocently even though she was anything but that right now. “Help you? I’d rather help myself… to you.” She chuckled some, giddy from the alcohol, moving her face just enough so their lips would touch. “Tastes better off you,” Nina murmured starting the kiss slow then proceeding to pick up the pace a little.
“Come help yourself. Please.” Devin’s hands gripped right at Nina’s small hips as she moved in closer to his face. He wanted to laugh, like he was going to tell her no. As her lips brushed up against his, he only hesitated for a brief second before he was leaning in and pressing his lips back up against hers, his hands wandering up along the sides of her body and then around to her back.
Nina deepened the kiss, spurred on by the copious amounts of alcohol she had consumed, a mischievous grin upon her lips, then kissed with a hungry urgency. She was definitely helping herself alright. Her hand ran down his front torso to grip at the bottom of his shirt, pulling them both toward the bar behind them until her back was against it, never once breaking the kiss or to catch a breath.
Devin walked himself forward after she pulled him along and he didn’t realize how close the bar actually was when he backed her up against it and a few things rattled on the other side of it. His kisses getting a little quicker as things were heating up and neither of them were pulling away for air while his hands were finding their way up underneath of Nina’s shirt and along her bare skin and he hummed out at the softness of her skin beneath his hands.
“Oops?” Nina mumbled against his lips, not even caring if they knocked a few things over, showing no signs of slowing down, eager to keep kissing him, moaning out softly when she could feel his hand explore her body. Her own hands finding their way to his pants, fumbling to get his belt undone. If her ears hadn’t picked up on footsteps approaching, voices indicating that someone was headed to the garage to grab ice, things would have gotten more heated fast. “Oh shit.” Instead Nina acted quick and tackled Devin so that they both ended up on the floor behind the bar, with her on top covering his mouth with her palm, praying they didn’t just get caught.
He was only focused on kissing her as she was getting his belt undone and before he knew what was happening, Devin was on his back behind the bar and Nina on top of him with her hand pressed over his mouth. His eyes went wide when he heard the footsteps in the garage just then and the sound of a refrigerator opening. He couldn’t help but to smirk under her hand as he knew she was afraid of getting caught in the act with him. Playfully he bumped his hips up into hers just for a reaction as he tried not to laugh.
“You’re trouble,” she mouthed to him after gasping. Truth be told the same could be said of her but she would rather pin the blame on him. “I think we’re safe,” Nina whispered to him, which was silly because the person had already left. Sitting back up, she remained straddled on top of him, staring down at him with a sly smirk. “What now?”
Devin could only grin when her hand moved from his mouth and he lifted his head up from the floor, “Finish what you started.” He answered back, his hands finding their way back around her waist as he inched his face up closer to kiss at her chin softly.
“Which is, beating you at beer pong?” Grinning as she posed the question and keeping it on her face when he pressed his kisses to her chin. “I could do that.” Attempting to get back up she lost her footing in her tipsy state and fell right back on top of him, her lips clumsily landing on his lips. “Oh hello there kissable lips.” Nina smirked, kissing him instantly and gently grinding her hips into him.
text → devin
Nina: So, musician by day stripper by night huh? 😏
Devin: What’s it to you? Are you jealous or something? 😋
Nina: Just curious. Don’t strippers usually... wear less? 🤔
text → devin
Nina: So, musician by day stripper by night huh? 😏
Friend - “Devin, what are you doing?”
Me - “I’m stripping!”
f2f → glad you came
“Can’t hold your liquor can you?” Unable to find napkins or a towel nearby Nina used her hands to wipe the drink from his face. “I think I should go easy on you so you’re not drunk behind complexion.” The alcohol was causing her to mix up her words and she laughed knowing she said something funny but couldn’t figure out what for the life of her. Her eyes landed on his lips. “I’m going to have to kiss you again. Still got tequila on you.” Nina declared with a grin, going in for the kiss.
Devin’s face scrunched up as he laughed uncontrollably at what Nina was saying. That’s how he was when he was drunk, laughing at everything even if there wasn’t anything to laugh about and always in a good and playful mood. He knew what she said wasn’t right and he was finding it even more funny because he didn’t know what she had been trying to say. He slowed down a bit to catch his breath when she was trying to wipe the drink off his face and when Nina started to lean in, he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to him, “Help me, I’m a mess.” He teased again.
Nina stepped toward him leaning into his body with a growing grin, cupping his face between the palms of her hands, locking eyes with him, looking at him innocently even though she was anything but that right now. “Help you? I’d rather help myself… to you.” She chuckled some, giddy from the alcohol, moving her face just enough so their lips would touch. “Tastes better off you,” Nina murmured starting the kiss slow then proceeding to pick up the pace a little.
“Come help yourself. Please.” Devin’s hands gripped right at Nina’s small hips as she moved in closer to his face. He wanted to laugh, like he was going to tell her no. As her lips brushed up against his, he only hesitated for a brief second before he was leaning in and pressing his lips back up against hers, his hands wandering up along the sides of her body and then around to her back.
Nina deepened the kiss, spurred on by the copious amounts of alcohol she had consumed, a mischievous grin upon her lips, then kissed with a hungry urgency. She was definitely helping herself alright. Her hand ran down his front torso to grip at the bottom of his shirt, pulling them both toward the bar behind them until her back was against it, never once breaking the kiss or to catch a breath.
Devin walked himself forward after she pulled him along and he didn’t realize how close the bar actually was when he backed her up against it and a few things rattled on the other side of it. His kisses getting a little quicker as things were heating up and neither of them were pulling away for air while his hands were finding their way up underneath of Nina’s shirt and along her bare skin and he hummed out at the softness of her skin beneath his hands.
“Oops?” Nina mumbled against his lips, not even caring if they knocked a few things over, showing no signs of slowing down, eager to keep kissing him, moaning out softly when she could feel his hand explore her body. Her own hands finding their way to his pants, fumbling to get his belt undone. If her ears hadn’t picked up on footsteps approaching, voices indicating that someone was headed to the garage to grab ice, things would have gotten more heated fast. “Oh shit.” Instead Nina acted quick and tackled Devin so that they both ended up on the floor behind the bar, with her on top covering his mouth with her palm, praying they didn’t just get caught.
He was only focused on kissing her as she was getting his belt undone and before he knew what was happening, Devin was on his back behind the bar and Nina on top of him with her hand pressed over his mouth. His eyes went wide when he heard the footsteps in the garage just then and the sound of a refrigerator opening. He couldn’t help but to smirk under her hand as he knew she was afraid of getting caught in the act with him. Playfully he bumped his hips up into hers just for a reaction as he tried not to laugh.
“You’re trouble,” she mouthed to him after gasping. Truth be told the same could be said of her but she would rather pin the blame on him. “I think we’re safe,” Nina whispered to him, which was silly because the person had already left. Sitting back up, she remained straddled on top of him, staring down at him with a sly smirk. “What now?”
f2f → glad you came
“Can’t hold your liquor can you?” Unable to find napkins or a towel nearby Nina used her hands to wipe the drink from his face. “I think I should go easy on you so you’re not drunk behind complexion.” The alcohol was causing her to mix up her words and she laughed knowing she said something funny but couldn’t figure out what for the life of her. Her eyes landed on his lips. “I’m going to have to kiss you again. Still got tequila on you.” Nina declared with a grin, going in for the kiss.
Devin’s face scrunched up as he laughed uncontrollably at what Nina was saying. That’s how he was when he was drunk, laughing at everything even if there wasn’t anything to laugh about and always in a good and playful mood. He knew what she said wasn’t right and he was finding it even more funny because he didn’t know what she had been trying to say. He slowed down a bit to catch his breath when she was trying to wipe the drink off his face and when Nina started to lean in, he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to him, “Help me, I’m a mess.” He teased again.
Nina stepped toward him leaning into his body with a growing grin, cupping his face between the palms of her hands, locking eyes with him, looking at him innocently even though she was anything but that right now. “Help you? I’d rather help myself… to you.” She chuckled some, giddy from the alcohol, moving her face just enough so their lips would touch. “Tastes better off you,” Nina murmured starting the kiss slow then proceeding to pick up the pace a little.
“Come help yourself. Please.” Devin’s hands gripped right at Nina’s small hips as she moved in closer to his face. He wanted to laugh, like he was going to tell her no. As her lips brushed up against his, he only hesitated for a brief second before he was leaning in and pressing his lips back up against hers, his hands wandering up along the sides of her body and then around to her back.
Nina deepened the kiss, spurred on by the copious amounts of alcohol she had consumed, a mischievous grin upon her lips, then kissed with a hungry urgency. She was definitely helping herself alright. Her hand ran down his front torso to grip at the bottom of his shirt, pulling them both toward the bar behind them until her back was against it, never once breaking the kiss or to catch a breath.
Devin walked himself forward after she pulled him along and he didn’t realize how close the bar actually was when he backed her up against it and a few things rattled on the other side of it. His kisses getting a little quicker as things were heating up and neither of them were pulling away for air while his hands were finding their way up underneath of Nina’s shirt and along her bare skin and he hummed out at the softness of her skin beneath his hands.
“Oops?” Nina mumbled against his lips, not even caring if they knocked a few things over, showing no signs of slowing down, eager to keep kissing him, moaning out softly when she could feel his hand explore her body. Her own hands finding their way to his pants, fumbling to get his belt undone. If her ears hadn’t picked up on footsteps approaching, voices indicating that someone was headed to the garage to grab ice, things would have gotten more heated fast. “Oh shit.” Instead Nina acted quick and tackled Devin so that they both ended up on the floor behind the bar, with her on top covering his mouth with her palm, praying they didn’t just get caught.
f2f → glad you came
“Can’t hold your liquor can you?” Unable to find napkins or a towel nearby Nina used her hands to wipe the drink from his face. “I think I should go easy on you so you’re not drunk behind complexion.” The alcohol was causing her to mix up her words and she laughed knowing she said something funny but couldn’t figure out what for the life of her. Her eyes landed on his lips. “I’m going to have to kiss you again. Still got tequila on you.” Nina declared with a grin, going in for the kiss.
Devin’s face scrunched up as he laughed uncontrollably at what Nina was saying. That’s how he was when he was drunk, laughing at everything even if there wasn’t anything to laugh about and always in a good and playful mood. He knew what she said wasn’t right and he was finding it even more funny because he didn’t know what she had been trying to say. He slowed down a bit to catch his breath when she was trying to wipe the drink off his face and when Nina started to lean in, he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to him, “Help me, I’m a mess.” He teased again.
Nina stepped toward him leaning into his body with a growing grin, cupping his face between the palms of her hands, locking eyes with him, looking at him innocently even though she was anything but that right now. “Help you? I’d rather help myself… to you.” She chuckled some, giddy from the alcohol, moving her face just enough so their lips would touch. “Tastes better off you,” Nina murmured starting the kiss slow then proceeding to pick up the pace a little.
“Come help yourself. Please.” Devin’s hands gripped right at Nina’s small hips as she moved in closer to his face. He wanted to laugh, like he was going to tell her no. As her lips brushed up against his, he only hesitated for a brief second before he was leaning in and pressing his lips back up against hers, his hands wandering up along the sides of her body and then around to her back.
Nina deepened the kiss, spurred on by the copious amounts of alcohol she had consumed, a mischievous grin upon her lips, then kissed with a hungry urgency. She was definitely helping herself alright. Her hand ran down his front torso to grip at the bottom of his shirt, pulling them both toward the bar behind them until her back was against it, never once breaking the kiss or to catch a breath.
f2f → glad you came
“Can’t hold your liquor can you?” Unable to find napkins or a towel nearby Nina used her hands to wipe the drink from his face. “I think I should go easy on you so you’re not drunk behind complexion.” The alcohol was causing her to mix up her words and she laughed knowing she said something funny but couldn’t figure out what for the life of her. Her eyes landed on his lips. “I’m going to have to kiss you again. Still got tequila on you.” Nina declared with a grin, going in for the kiss.
Devin’s face scrunched up as he laughed uncontrollably at what Nina was saying. That’s how he was when he was drunk, laughing at everything even if there wasn’t anything to laugh about and always in a good and playful mood. He knew what she said wasn’t right and he was finding it even more funny because he didn’t know what she had been trying to say. He slowed down a bit to catch his breath when she was trying to wipe the drink off his face and when Nina started to lean in, he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to him, “Help me, I’m a mess.” He teased again.
Nina stepped toward him leaning into his body with a growing grin, cupping his face between the palms of her hands, locking eyes with him, looking at him innocently even though she was anything but that right now. “Help you? I’d rather help myself... to you.” She chuckled some, giddy from the alcohol, moving her face just enough so their lips would touch. “Tastes better off you,” Nina murmured starting the kiss slow then proceeding to pick up the pace a little.
f2f → glad you came
“Can’t hold your liquor can you?” Unable to find napkins or a towel nearby Nina used her hands to wipe the drink from his face. “I think I should go easy on you so you’re not drunk behind complexion.” The alcohol was causing her to mix up her words and she laughed knowing she said something funny but couldn’t figure out what for the life of her. Her eyes landed on his lips. “I’m going to have to kiss you again. Still got tequila on you.” Nina declared with a grin, going in for the kiss.
f2f → glad you came
“Oh, your idea? So we’re stealing credit here.” Nina leaned back on her elbows against the bar top, slight grin upon her lips to indicate her teasing nature. Her eyes scanned the garage thinking of what they could do, then landed on him, smirking. “I have something but I don’t know if I should say. I don’t know if you could handle it.”
“I was not stealing credit!” Devin scoffed, laughing out almost immediately after he said that. He watched Nina as she leaned back against the bar while she looked around their surroundings in the garage and he took the opportunity to look her over fully while her eyes weren’t right on him. His attention was back on her when she spoke and he nearly snorted at her words, “You think I couldn’t handle it? Spill it.”
“I don’t know if you could take me.” Nina kept her smirk, confident as ever. “I don’t know…” Her smirk growing as she liked to keep him wondering, at least for a little while longer. Reaching behind the bar she grabbed a few other shot glasses. “Beer pong. You and me. But with tequila. I’ll even let you make up the rules since we will have to improvise.” Given what was available to them and where they were they would have to switch things up a bit to keep it interesting. “Winner even gets a prize.”
“Pffft.” Devin laughed as he glanced over at Nina momentarily and then looked back for what he was searching for until he finally pulled out a single ping pong ball, his face scrunching at how dirty and dusty it was but he quickly rubbed it clean with the bottom of his shirt as he walked back over towards the bar. “So, the object is to drink less shots than the other person? And the winner gets what?” He asked, tossing the ping pong ball between his hands a few times as he tilted his head and looked over her face.
“You got it. I’ll let you know when I win.” Glancing over at him with a grin she bumped into his side playfully. “Show me what you’ve got hot shot.” Allowing him to go first she took a few steps away. The smack talk and teasing was all for fun, she knew better than to underestimate someone, especially someone she still knew little about. Watching him take his turn she was hoping he would miss.
“Please.” Devin rolled his eyes with a laugh as he watched the girl and he smirked as she told him to show him what he had. Clearing his throat, he took a few steps back to give himself some space from the bar so he wasn’t cheating. He held the ping pong out as he practiced throwing it a few times and then finally released it. He watched the ball bounce between a few of the cups before falling out and bouncing along the bar, “Oh, come on!”
“You’ll see.” She mimicked his smirk, prepared for him to miss his shot, an even bigger smirk appearing when he didn’t get the ping pong ball into any of the plastic cups. Nina went to retrieve it from where it bounced off the bar. “Watch and learn.” Squinting her eyes and concentrating hard she aimed for one of her cups, letting it go and watching it bounce off her cups and lands into one of his. “Shit.” Nina laughed. “What happens if it lands in one of yours?” So her aim was a little off.
Devin stayed back behind her so he wouldn’t be in any sort of way as she launched her ball and he started to worry when he it landed in a cup, one of his. He laughed as he walked back up to the bar to retrieve the ping pong ball out, “You should clearly have to down two of my cups.” He retorted quickly as he hadn’t really thought that part through. “I guess I’ll let it slide this once.” He teased as he started to separate their cups more and line them with three at the bottom, two in the middle and then the last one at the top. He slid his leather jacket off his shoulders and down his arms since he was convinced it had been too restrictive for him and he draped it over the stool.
“No I’ll drink. It landed in yours. But since I helped you out, you should help me with this.” Nina tossed back half the tequila that was in the cup then handed it over to him, making a bit of a face as the liquor burned going down her throat, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand when she was done. “Drink.” Nina demanded, smirking and seeing if he would or not. She watched as it was his turn to go again.
“I see how it is. Getting me to drink when YOUR ball landed in MY cup.” Devin laughed as he took the cup from her and downed what was left in the cup, making a face of disgust as he leaned over and set it behind the bar. He wiped his lips off with the back of his hand and took a few steps back again, shaking himself to calm his nerves and tossed the ping pong towards his cups, watching one bounce in and right back out, “This shit is rigged.”
“Nervous you’re going to lose to me?” She couldn’t help herself, she had to keep teasing. Maybe it would throw him off his game. Surely enough he missed and it caused a laugh to escape from her. “Back away, let me show you how it’s really done.” Playfully shoving him to the side Nina was up again. Aiming for the cup closest to her she tossed her ball and ended up missing. “Shit.”
“Oh, please. Show me how it’s done.” Devin mocked her as she shoved him playfully to the side and he watched her take her turn, unable to help but grin as she ended up missing too. He caught the ping pong ball before it bounced off the bar and laughed at her cursing as he took a little more time and aimed, letting the ping pong go more softly this time and he watched as it bounced from one cup to another before sinking in and he turned to her as he threw his hands up in the air, “Oh! Who’s not cocky anymore?!”
“Still am.” Nina rolled her eyes, slight laughter to her. “You haven’t beaten me yet.” Groaning she picked up the cup containing the tequila and knocked it back, making the same look of disgust as before. She knew that if he kept this up she would be too drunk to sink any of her shots. Making another attempt at it, this time she got the ball into one of her cups and smirked. “See, I’m only warming up.” She brushed her shoulders in a show off manner.
Devin could barely stand still beside her as he was getting hyped up and he of course had the alcohol coursing through him, “Mhmm. Let’s go.” He said, unable to help but laugh as she went ahead with her shot and ended up making it, “Yeah, yeah. Even a blind squirrel finds a nut.” He walked up and grabbed one of his plastic cups and downed his shot, shaking his head back and forth as he coughed a little from how it stung going down his throat and he got the ball out so he could go ahead and take his turn, feeling even more drunk than he had been as he ended up making his ball into another cup, “Uh oh…”
“Don’t hate the player, hate the game.” Nina laughed, amused at the distaste he showed having to take the shot because of her. She groaned in protest when he got the ball in once again. “It’s ok. I’ve got this.” Slurring her words a bit she could feel the alcohol take its effect on her when she was forced to toss back another cup full of tequila. Ball in hand she simply dropped it into one of the cups remaining, cheating. “Would you look at that? It went in.” Nina smirked, tugging his shirt she pulled him in towards her, closer so he could have a look.
