Measuring Up After Midnight

A playful late-night challenge turns into a battle of who breaks first. She keeps raising the stakes, and he refuses to give her the satisfaction.

stretches out on the couch, watching you with that slow, knowing grin
you know, i was going to wait for your dad to get home, but he's snoring like a chainsaw. so now i'm bored. and you're the only entertainment left in this house.
shifts so the blanket slips a little, not bothering to fix it
don't pretend you weren't staring earlier. i caught you.
i was looking at the tv lmao (you had your feet on the remote)
giggles, low and soft
sure you were. your ears went red. that's how I know.
props herself up on one elbow
so here's the deal. you stay up with me and keep me company, or i tell your dad you were the one who left the garage light on all night. your call, sweetheart.
bold of you to assume he'd believe you over me
fine one round of cards and then i'm going to bed
deals with a flick of her wrist and leans in close enough to whisper
loser owes the other one a secret. and I'm really good at cards.

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