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Kataya's sweet laughter fills the eardrums of Saint who had just lost his second round of basketball to her at the arcade. He stands, leaning against the game watching as she laughed and gloated about how good she was. He nods and smirks enjoying listening to her talk her shit to him.
Of course he had let her win, but he wasn't going to burst her bubble.
"Aight, aight." Saint says as he drapes his arm across her. "Ima let you have that... because next round I'm winning. We can bet on that."
"Fine, let's bet." Kataya grins widely.
"I bet if I win this next round you gotta give me kiss."
"Corny." Kataya laughs. "But fine... I'll do that. And if I win the next round?"
"You won't. But go ahead and tell me what you want mama. I'll give you anything your little heart desires."
"Hmm." Kataya takes a moment to tap her chin as she thinks about what she wanted. "I want you to go skinny dipping in that fancy saltwater pool you have at your house."
"Shit that's a bet. You joining me right?" Saint says as he grabs a new basketball.
"If you would've said that as your bet yeah. But you only wanted a kiss so that's all you're getting."
"Damnit."
"You have to think bigger baby. You thinking small when you need to be thinking big!" Kataya laughs as the game buzzes and they begin to play.
Two minutes later Saint is the one laughing and gloating while Kataya pouts. Saint drapes his arm back over her shoulder as they walk toward the reward area to turn in their tickets.
"Come on baby, don't be like that." Saint cheeses.
"We're on a date, you're literally supposed to let me win. You ain't have to show out beating me 40 to 15. Like dang..."
"Sorry Kat." He says as they take their spot in line. "I just really wanted that kiss."
Kataya blushes as she looks up at him and Saint licks over his lips. Ready for her to give him his reward. As he leans in for the kiss Kataya steps back, causing him to stand up straight again confused.
"You'll get your kiss.. after I get my prize."
"Aight, don't play me now. Ima get that kiss one way or another."
Kataya bats her lashes at him earning a low groan and lip bite from the man who was overly infatuated with her already. Saint pulls his eyes away from hers seeing they were next in line. Kataya smiles widely as she looks over the prizes that were available to her. Saint watches in awe, admiring her beautiful smile, dimples that sat deep in her rosy cheeks and most of all the energy she excused. He could tell she was more than just a pretty face. Saint couldn't wait to get to know her as deeply as psychically possible.
