“Why do you think it’s taking time for the challenge to start today?” I ask, as my fingers trail across Charlie’s bare chest.
“They might have enjoyed watching us romping in bed,” he says, with his fingers trailing on my bare shoulders.
“Did someone already tell you that you have a terrible sense of humor?”
“Multiple times,” he answers.
I giggle because he might be right. Because aside from us, I’m certain those three have been giving such a show to all the viewers.
“Instead of a survival game, did this game became a live porn site?” I ask.
“You, clones, are the ones to blame.”
“Said by someone who is too good in bed despite being modest down there.”
“Ha! Are you underestimating your love for me?”
Brash. Yet, I pull myself closer to him and close my eyes, liking the sound of his h
