“Make it stop,” Aly impishly scolds. “Make their cuteness stop by reading another question.”
Gilly drops her face forward to hide her blush offering an easy to lean over and plant a kiss on the side of her temple opportunity at the same time Kira grabs the next card and reads, “Category is world history.”
“At least, I have achanceat this one,” Lionel grunts from the sofa he’s occupying with his wife.
Pretty sure she doesn’t wanna put me up on the trade block.
Both Aly and Kira – honestly – seem equally impressed and relieved by my presence.
Maybe it’s because they weren’t sure what to expect since I’m evidently one of the youngest people here?
Or maybe it’s because I’m the first boyfriend –and the last– that Gilly’s ever brought to a friend function?
Or maybe…I don’t know…they were just grateful their friend wasactuallyhappy and not just fakin’ it to fit in?
She used to do that shit a lot.
Definitely with them.
Not anymore.
Now, she has opinions and preferences and is less afraid when she doesn’t want to just go with the flow.
Man, I swear seeing her confidence grow makesmegrow.
My heart as much as my dick.
Somethin’ that doesn’t always have the best timin’.
Like now.
These pants are a bit too snug for that.
Fucking and not tearin’ ‘em in the truck was Cup level of impressive.
“What was The Battle of Agincourt?” barely finishes leaving Kira’s lip before my tendy reflexes take over again.
“Thayne,” she excitedly states with a finger jab. “You’re up on your own this time.”
“It was a fight in the Hundred Years’ War-”
“Which was actually a one hundred and sixteen years,” interjects the man who thought he had this one in the bag.
“-and it was significant ‘cause it showed how the English longbow could really tear shit up against the knights.”
“Correct,” Lionel sighs before the host of the game can.
“How did you know that?” Gilly quickly investigates, intrigue doing crossovers in her gaze. “I didn’t think you were big into non-music related history.”
“I’m big into being a good teammate,” I warmly retort. “And Snowman is anavidhistory buff. We’re talkin’ knows more about old battles than I do old music.”
“How are we definingold?” Béchir good naturedly pipes up. “And be careful how you answer because the wrong one will get you banished to the kids’ table.”
Snickers spread around the room prior to my girlfriend announcing, “Jukes may be young on paper, but he’s mature at heart.”
“Thanks for the compliment, Gillybean.”
“Ughhhhh,” Aly huffs at the same time she picks up her wineglass, “if you two get anymore adorable, Pixar will andshouldsue.”
