When We Met: The Game

Cat smiled at Christian. His heart raced, and he was sure she could hear it, but if she could, she didn't let on. She raised one perfectly arched eyebrow at him, and smiled playfully. Christian got a feeling she had an idea, and that it was one he was going to like.1

'Let's play confessions, but with a twist.'2

'What's the twist?' He asked, curious to know what she was planning.3

'Twist is it's sex stories only...places, people, positions...toys if you want, but nothing but sex stories.' She was smiling directly into his eyes, and he was smiling back. She casually added,' and you have to finish that shot glass.'4

He agreed, and downed the shot. Cat refilled the glass and they both drank out of it, smiling and laughing at each other's stories. Cat had so many good ones, and Christian had more than his fair share.5

'No way, Christian! A sheriff's trailer?! Jesus! And I thought it was bad that I've done it on an air conditioner!'6

'That's totally worse than my trailer story. Who has sex outside, besides cats.'7

'Haha. Like I've never heard a Cat joke before. It isn't nice to tease the cat.'8

'Why? Could I get cat-scratch fever?'9

'If you don't quit I'm gonna have to kick your ass.'10

'I'll wrestle you to the ground.'11

'Bring it on, I'm totally gonna win.'12

'Are you serious?'13

'Absolutely.'14

Cat stood up, and adjusted her VERY short skirt. She had a mischievious sparkle in her eyes, and it made her entire face light up. Christian grabbed Cat, but she managed to wriggle lose. He grabbed her again, and she spun away so fast it nearly knocked him over. This girl was a dancer, and she was beating him, and he was a wrestler! So Christian got a good grip on Cat's arm, and knocked her legs out from under her, carefully setting her on the ground. Bad move, because she had him in a headlock before he could think, and he landed on top of her. 15

She was soft. She smelled like spring time, and rain, and her skin was so smooth that it was like silk. She used his momentary lapse into Lala-land to wrap her legs around him and twist. He fell to the floor in a heap, and she climbed on top of him, attempting to pin his arms down. He shifted, and flipped her, pinning her arms to the floor.16

Her face was flushed from the effort, and her eyes were shining. She was smiling up at him, and her eyes were going from grey to dark blue. She continued to struggle, but there was no real fight in it. 17

'You give up?' He said softly, panting for breath.18

'Never.' She said. He knew she was serious.19

'Do I win?' Christian said.20

She shook her head. 'I win.'21

He looked down at her. She was pinned. He had obviously won. So how had she won? 'How do you figure you win?'22

She shrugged as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. 'Because you're still holding my hand.'23

Their eyes met, and he stared deeply into them. She looked back into his, as if she was reading the most amazing book in the world. A slow smile crept across her mouth. Christian leaned slightly closer, inching towards her perfect lips. When he kissed her, it was soft. She was soft, and she tasted like spearmint, vodka, and cherries. Her tongue ring brushed against his tongue, and sent a chill down his spine. It was intense.24

Christian broke the kiss first. He pulled away from her lips, and stared down at her in wonder. She wanted him? Why? Here was this funny, beautiful, brilliant, wild girl, and she wanted him? There had to be a catch. Oh, now he remembered, her best friend Joe was in love with him. That was pretty big. How was he ever going to tell Joe that he liked Cat? 25

He was still staring at her and thinking when she grabbed the neck of his blue T-shirt and pulled him back down on her. She kissed him hard, and he returned her kiss. Before he knew it, she was taking off his T-shirt. She ran a fingernail down his chest, and smiled. She moved her hands behind his back and grabbed him, pulling him back into another kiss. He was in heaven.26