“What’s this?” Her hands work in my hair. She tugs out my shoelace, wrinkling her nose in disgust. I reach up to feel a leather cord where the shoelace used to be. Something small and metallic dangles from the cord.
“What is that?” Whatever it is, I don’t plan to take it out. Ever.
“It’s a charm. An S.”
I grin down at her. “For Slade? Or for sexy?”
She bats her eyelashes, smirking. “Or maybe it’s for slacker.”
I pull her in so close I can feel her heart beating. “I think we both know who the real slacker is around here.”
She throws back her head and laughs. Her laughter drives me even crazier than her lips, so I kiss her, over and over again.
Alex bet me fifty bucks that Trina and I will still be together at Christmas.
I doubled down, betting him a hundred bucks we’ll make it to Valentine’s Day.
And I play to win.
The End