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For the first time in a long while, Rosa felt calm and content. She, decidedly, gave herself a break—Tej basically forced her to do so—to function better for the final stage of their plan. Her excitement for obtaining freedom had overpowered her stubbornness.
She lounged in the small couch, placed near the grill, her head practically on Tej's chest as he watched her play the car racing game on his phone, from over her shoulder. His left arm draped on the back of the light russet colored couch.
"No no, turn right." He instructed, pointing to the screen.
Rosa quickly tipped the phone to the right, making the digital car swerve into an empty alley. "Did you play this level before?" She furrowed her brows in concentration.
Tej chuckled. "Nah, jus good instinct." He mused smugly.
Rosa scoffed, "Good instinct, my ass." And continued to tilt the phone in all the right directions to keep the car on the right track.
A mischievous smirk crawled its way up his lips as he leaned down close to her ear and whispered, "You do have a sweet ass."
Rosa giggled but continued to play, and ignore the light pink hue coloring her neck and cheeks. She liked his boldness, and his causal posture whenever the two were together. She liked that he found it easy to flirt with her.
