All Or Nothing

Don

                               •CYRUS POV•

     I watched as Ronnie concentrated on the wooden block, pulling it from out the middle of its tower— and slowly and placing it on top. I never played this game Jenga before, it's simple..kind of boring if you ask me but Ronnie seemed to be having fun plus I don't mind watching how focused she looks so boring is okay right now. "Your turn" she says with a sly grin on her face as she takes a sip out of her straw. She did the courtesy of making us mixed drinks and it was pretty good.. strong but good.

I go to row 5 and pull out the wood on the left side and place it on top. "How do you do it so quick without making it fall?!" She asked looking amused. I shrug "Don't know" I say simply as I stretch my neck side to side. "You are something...else— shit that's like my 3rd time knocking it down!" She says "Your 4th time actually." I say taking a sip out of my drink "Yeah yeah.. so what? Now I gotta take 2 shots again?! Can you take one for me?" She asked and truth be told I wanted to tell her to man up but the words never came out unfortunately.

She didn't give me time to respond before passing me the bottle. Rules were whoever knocks down the tower has to take 2 shots and clearly it caught up to her.. not to mention our mixed drinks we had also. So I guess I don't mind taking this shot for her "Whatever.." I say grabbing the bottle from her hand and began pouring it down my throat, careful I don't overdo it. I felt shivers run through my shine and my mouth began to water, fuck I hate the taste of this shit! I pass her back the bottle and she took a deep breath before taking a small shot her self.

"Oh shit where's the remote this my song!" She shouts a little loud as she scans the floor, stopping when she spots it. She turns the volume up and stands up "I'm coming back for good so let them niggas know it's mine, already got someone is what you tell him every timee" she sings loudly. I chuckle and lean back against the wall and watch her use the remote as a microphone to sing. She takes a sip out of her straw and turns around to me "Stand up" she says and I looked at her puzzled "I said get up!" She demands looking down at me and weirdly, my body listened and I caught myself standing on my feet a few inches above her, making eye contact.

Her dimples appeared at the slightest movement from her mouth "I don't think I ever seen you dance.." She says slowly bopping her head up and down to Bryson Tiller "w-what?" I asked ready to sit back down. "Do you know how to dance?" She asked over the loud music "No." I said wanting her to get to the point "Perfect, ima teach you some dances we do in the A" she says turning the song off "Who the fuck said I wanted to dance?!" I asked trying to keep myself from laughing at this random act. "Come on it'll be good.. just wait and see" she said and this time I laughed.

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     Turns out Ronnie is a really great dancer, better then I expected to be honest. I think it's awkward so I won't be doing it.. no matter how much she keeps begging "Just give it a try.. Damn your so stubborn!" She says and I shook my head No "Finee.. you don't gotta show me today but I wanna see soon." She said and I laughed "Why do you wanna see me dance so bad?!" I asked truly wanting to know "I don't know.. I think you'd look g-good, plus I like dancing" she replied almost in a whisper. I felt my stomach tingle at her words—why does that keep happening?!

      "Are you drunk?" I asked already knowing the answer "Nope, you?" She asked blinking her eyes a few times before licking her bottom lip.. she was lying, since I've met her she always had a certain look on her face whenever she gets drunk, it's kinda cute? "Same" I say. Honestly I've been pacing myself because I don't know what I might do if I let the liquor take over me... "Did that girl ever hit you up? What was her name again.." she says letting her voice trail off "Who are you talking about?" I asked narrowing my eyes up and down at her "Remember the girl that stopped us at the arcade— what was her name?" She asked bitting her lip.

   "Shyne?" I asked clearing my throat "Yeah" she said bopping her head to the music ".. yeah we've been texting, why?" I asked puzzled "Just asking" she says walking towards me I wanted to ask why was she thinking about that but I decided to keep quite. "Did you have to leave that there?" She asks with focused eyes, I follow her gaze and it was on my gun that laid perfectly towards the edge of her bed "Oh my fault" I replied quickly grabbing it so "Cyrus Just leave it in the living room closet whenever you come.. you don't need it, your safe here."...

Ronnie said with a grin and part of me wanted to slap it off her face for telling me what to do and the other part wanted to attack her soft lips for saying that I was safe with her and She's right, I don't need it I feel so.. comfortable and safe with her something I haven't felt in quite a long time.. truth be told I've always felt safe around Ronnie that's why I invited her into my home in the first place. I swiftly head out her room and walk down the hallway and towards the closet. I set my gun on the top shelf before softly shutting the door and heading back towards her room.

"You wanna smoke agai—" my words are cut short once I see Ronnie top less wiping her stomach off using the shirt she had on, my eyes immediately begin to scan her toned body. "I spilled my drink on my shirt" she said looking at me with big eyes and a childish smile, she had a few red drops on her white sports bra I couldn't stop staring at— fucks sake Cyrus snap out of it! It took every cell in my body to keep myself from touching her glistening brown skin.. Is that normal?! Why do I want to touch her so bad?!! And why am I getting so hot and bothered—

"Like what you see?" Ronnie says with a smirk on that cute face of hers. I quickly drag my eyes to the other side of her room and clear my throat. It's true! I did like what I see— hell what's not to like about her, she's kind, has a great personality, book and street smart, a great fighter, not to mention she's godly beautiful— the list goes on and on... "What game are we playing next?" I asked trying to clear my mind, I looked back over at her and she was throwing the shirt in a basket "Well... I had ordered this game off Amazon a couple days ago, it's an adult game I'm not sure if you'd wanna play" she said chuckling.

"What kind of game is it?" I asked hoping I wouldn't regret it "It's a.. spicy lesbian game" she says and I swear her cheeks got so red.. clearly blushing. "A spicy lesbian game?" I repeated laughing at her before noticing she looked a bit embarrassed at my response. I started to feel a little bad, I cleared my throat "Are you gonna go get it" I demanded after a few moments. I watch as she happily walks out the room still shirtless.. I hope this game isn't too much! This girl really is something else! That's what I like about her though.. she isn't like everybody else, she's really different and I hope it doesn't change.