I threw back my head and laughed. This was what I loved most about Reese. She could flirt, ridicule, and trash talk all in the same breath and make it fun and enticing while she was at it.
Mason: I don’t recall actually taking you up on the bet, cheater. But regardless, isn’t retaining my ass prize enough for your pervy eyes?
Reese: Good point. I therefore retract my demand for a different prize. But now I’m wondering when I’ll actually get to see said ass again. Are you still determined to stay away until all horny guy urges are gone, or can I finally have my friend back now?
Biting my lip, I typed my response.
Mason: Not yet.
Her typing bubble popped up, and I could only imagine what she had to say about that, so I beat her to the punch, adding more.
Mason: But soon.
Reese: HOW so
