#Chapter122
/"Look at me, squiggles./"
Shuddering at the way the name fell from his tongue like liquid silk, his head inched up a fraction. Raven's index lifted it the rest of the way.
/"Birdie,/" he mumbled. /"I'm — /"
/"See, here's how this is gonna go, Ro. You want to look, then go ahead. I ain't gonna bullshit you and say I ain't gonna do the same. We've always done that, right?/"
They had a game where they'd rate the fuckablity of a guy. It'd be made up of five factors. Body. Ass. Face. Attitude. Clothes. And they would then be combined into an overall score. It made for good fun and time passing. Best part was they'd never gotten snippy if the other had hooked up with a high ranker.
But they'd never been together before. New territory. New rules.
