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Trevas,” she said, looking at him in the way that he was
quickly finding out was extremely dangerous for him. “We will just play for
fun,” she added.
    Trevas
lost his first ball on the first serve when it went straight down the middle,
between the paddles and Alley laughed. He was on his third ball, and Alley was
still on her first. She lost her ball on purpose, and he watched her cautiously
as she moved under his arm in front of him. She took control of the game, his
fingers rested lightly on hers. He stared down at her in front of him, and couldn’t
control the feelings that were taking over him, and he wondered what the hell
was going on. No matter how much he tried to reason with himself and tell
himself that she was a child, he couldn’t control it and wanted nothing more
than to spin her around and kiss her.
    “Are
you even paying attention?” she asked.
    “I’m
trying like hell,” he admitted, willing himself not to bend down and kiss her
bare shoulder. He looked up and watched her let the ball escape between the
paddles.
    She
stood still for what seemed like forever, not moving and finally, slowly turned
to him and looked up.
    “I’m
not kissing you,” he demanded, already staring at her lips.
    “Yes
you are,” she stated, nonchalantly, and he laughed.
    They
gazed at each other briefly and Trevas moved his lips toward her. Before he had
even gotten to her lips, she had her hands under his shirt and on his stomach.
He thought he was going to lose it and gasped a little at her touch.
    “Kiss
me Trevas,” she whispered, and he watched her moisten her lips with her tongue
and part them slightly for him, that was all that it took. He had her in his
arms and wanted her more than he had ever wanted anything in his life. He pressed
himself up against her, leaned against the pinball machine and tried to tell
himself not to move from her lips.
     His
thumbs traced her throat and neck, and it was all he could do not to move his
lips down to her chest. He wanted so badly to caress her breast and run his
thumb over her nipple but fought the urge and didn’t. He pulled away briefly, glancing,
hungrily down her body and then took her mouth again, willing himself to stay
on her lips. He pulled away and spun away from her when he couldn’t take it
anymore.
    He
stared at her three feet away, and she smiled a warm smile, knowing that he was
fighting the temptation and had, had enough. “Come on I will beat you in a game
of bowling,” she told him, letting him off the hook. Trevas had to situate
himself in his now too tight jeans once her back was turned, thankful for the
opportunity.
    “This
has to be yours,” he said, picking up a bright pink bowling ball and she
smiled.
    “Birthday
present,” she replied, turning the lights and the lane on. The pins were automatically
picked up and put back into place.
    She
went first and of course got a strike.
    “Is
there anything that I can beat you at?” he asked, taking his position and she
laughed.
    “I
highly doubt it,” she answered sounding very cocky.
    Trevas
only got four pins the first roll but did get a spare after that and Alley got
another strike.
    The
second and third frame was the same.
    “You
do know that is a turkey don’t you?” she asked.
    “I don’t
know what that means?” he joked honestly.
    “It
means I have gotten three strikes in a row.”
    “Are
you calling me a loser?”
    “Yeah,
I kind of am,” she teased.
    Alley
was getting ready to start the fourth frame and just before she was ready to
release the ball he grabbed her around her waist.
    “Wait,”
he yelled. “Never mind, go ahead.”
    He
did it again and then on the third try, she released it before he could stop
her and landed a perfect gutter ball.
    “You
cheat,” she turned and told him, and he was laughing.
    “But…
I bet I can beat you at racing,” he taunted and sat in the seat of the racing
game. He did beat her three times in a row, and before he could move to get