Perishable: Part 1

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I was at Liam's house and we were playing games. 

"What do you want to play now?" I ask him 

He shrugs. "Twister?" 

I quickly run to the hall closet and get out the game. I set it up and Liam laughs. 

"What's so funny?" 

"Just the fact that I'm gonna beat you makes me laugh." He said and I looked at him. 

"Don't get too cocky, you better knock on wood." 

His eyes widen and he quickly turns around and knocks on the wooden coffee table three times. 

"There, all good." 

"You could never be too sure." 

~

2 hours and 8 games later we were tied. 

"One more round, I'm gonna beat you!" Liam said grabbing the spinner. 

I laugh as he calls out the first move. 

"Left hand green." 

I put my hand on the corner and Liam reaches across the board.

"Already hard for you?" 

"No." He says and stands up. 

I grab the spinner. "Right foot red."

I quickly place my right foot on red and he does the same. 

About 12 rounds pass and I was facing Liam. 

He was in a weird position where his weight was all on his right hand and his legs were crossed. 

I was in a position where one hand was behind me and one foot on red, and one foot on green. 

"Left foot blue." I call out. 

He attempts to move his foot but fails. His right hand comes up from underneath him and he face plants. 

"Are you ok?" I say laughing. 

He sits up. "I'm fine." 

"Your nose is bleeding." 

He gets up and walks over to the bathroom. He comes back a few minutes later all cleaned up. 

He sits back down in front of me. 

"You won it's your pick. What do you want to do now?" He asks. 

"We've played almost all of the games." 

He leans forward and kisses me.

"We haven't done that yet." He said with a smirk. 

"Oh shut up." I say and get up. I grab my drink and sit on the couch. 

"What's wrong with making out?" 

"Nothing." 

"Then why won't you?" 

"I never said I wouldn't." 

I kiss him and he quickly kisses back. 

We sit there, making out and just enjoying the day off. 

His hands traveled along my back and mine went around his neck. 

I pulled on his shirt and slid it over his head. 

My shirt was halfway off when my phone rang. 

He stops. 

"Ignore it." I say kissing him again. 

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