JULIETTE
"I'm going to find you butter biscuit," I said in a singing voice to Hayden.
I had to admit that my shooting skill was very poor considering that I didn't manage to touch him once.
It's been at least five minutes and I can't find him anywhere. I knew he was somewhere because he wouldn't leave me here all alone. Right?
As I drop my paintball gun by my side, I sighed and I wanted to wait for him to show up, but momma raised no loser.
I was looking around and walking slowly. I should consider becoming a spy or something honestly.
I turned around and I managed to see his head pop up behind a white wall. He didn't waste time shooting me while I was vulnerable.
"You shot my boobs you pervert" I yelled as I looked down to see my chest colored with two spots of red and blue. I had to admit that he wasn't so bad.
I ran to where he was and shoot like a maniac when I discovered where he was hiding all this time. He didn't even have time to stand up as I ran like a damn Olympic athlete. He tried to shoot me at the same time, but I was the one who had the upper hand right now.
"I'm sorry sunshine" He pleaded as I aimed for his dick. "Please don't shoot"
"Mhm." I shoot him and I threw away my gun to kneel beside him. "Now, we're even" I softly smiled at him as he groaned on the ground.
He put his hand on the back of my head and brought my face closer to his. He softly kissed me on the lips.
"A deal's a deal" He whispered against my lips.
"Show me yours and I'll show you mine" I wiggled my eyebrows and he rolled his eyes. "Fine, but somewhere else 'cause I'm pretty sure there are security cameras here"
I helped him stand up and walked back inside with all of our stuff in our hands. Once we left the place, he drove to his house and I sang along to the songs that were playing on the radio.
"Gun to your head; cat or dog," I asked him.
"Cat obviously" He shrugged.
"You're a cat person, that's so cute. I always thought you were more of a dog person" I replied.
"And you were wrong" I rolled my eyes and continued to sing.
Once we were at his house, I immediately went to the bathroom to do my things and I removed my bra to complete my part of the deal.
I walked back into the living room and I swear I wanted to run back to that bathroom and put that bra back on to hide my free titties.
"Are you ready?" I asked Hayden. He was laying on the couch with a pillow over his head.
Weirdo.
"For what?" The question was muffled because of the pillow he had on his head.
"To see my boobs idiot. But, since you're not that interested I guess you won't see them" I sighed.

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