''I win, again.'' I emphasised with a grin on my face. Timothée threw the three last cards he had at me with a grumpy look.
''You're cheating.'' He stated. I chuckled.
''Timmy, it's impossible to cheat at a game like this. Just admit it; I'm better than you.'' He gave me a sarcastic look and stood up to walk away. I caught his hand with mine and pulled him in for a quick kiss.
''You're just a lucky bastard.'' I kept grinning kissed him again.
''But you love the lucky bastard, right?''
''Only if you let me win this time.'' He smirked before he handed me a new pack of cards to start a new game.
''We'll see about that.''
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Short ooooone. Wow I haven't posted in a really long time. I'm sorry.
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