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shooting down alien bad guys with Captain Nathan's crew. A loudly exclaimed, "Would you look at him?"
from a trio of giggling girls at the next machine brought his attention back to the here and now, in time for an ugly alien brute to annihilate him with laser beam A Lie I Can Live With - 20
vision. His own vision trained on the entrance where the girls were staring, and he couldn't bring himself to care about his character's painful demise. Mouth dropping open and heart thudding a mile a minute, he watched a man who'd put all gaming-heroes to shame cruise into the arcade, clad in tight jeans and T-shirt, head held high like he owned the place. Otis didn't even register climbing out of the seat until he found himself miraculously standing beside the machine.
Merely nodding politely to the wide-eyed admirers, the new arrival raked his eyes over all the arcade's occupants, gaze coming to rest on Otis. Familiarity sparked in their crystal-blue depths. The smile that Otis had thought airbrushed on Garret's profile picture bloomed to life amidst chiseled features.
Daaaaaaaaaamn! He's hot! echoed from his mind to someone else's mouth, who blurted it audibly.
With a bashful, little boy grin, Mr. Too-good-to-be-true casually strolled across the arcade. Otis stood with his mouth hanging open. That brilliant smile never dimmed as Garret grew closer. Otis pushed his black-framed spectacles up his nose, or rather, he tried, missing and smudging a lens in his distraction.
"Otis?" the guy asked, extending a hand. "Hi, I'm Garret Mims."
They shook sweaty hands. Or more accurately, Otis'
hand was sweaty before, Garret's only after contact.
What kind of game was this guy playing, acting excited to be meeting someone who'd surely proven to be a disappointment?
"O… Otis T… Tucker," Otis stammered, barely able to get the words out with a mouth gone dry and a tongue that refused to obey his commands. Rather than drop his hand after shaking it, Otis' date (for however long it lasted) held on… and on… and on…
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Otis' unbelieving eyes glued to a face that was, if not perfect, then pretty darned close. Medium brown hair, neatly styled, framed high brows and cheek bones, and a deep chin cleft gave Garret's face added interest and masculinity. Those penetrating eyes held intelligence and kindness, not the mockery Otis expected to find.
Each nerve ending seemed to be on high alert, electric currents dancing between them at the point where their hands met.
The world stood still. The beeps, blips , and blats faded into the background.
Garret stared at Otis like a starving man would a pork chop, and for once Otis wouldn't mind being thought of as food. For all Otis knew, they remained there for hours, eyes and hands locked together. Garret broke the spell. "What game are you playing?" he asked, attention leaving Otis to look at the machine. Otis' cheeks flamed.
Was the guy really interested or humoring him?
" Invasion of Akutan." A raised eyebrow prompted Otis to continue. "There's this group of colonists who settle an alien world and find out it's a hideout for a group of interplanetary thugs, the Legion of Noorvik.
You're part of the mercenary team they hire to take care of things. You get to choose which member of the team to be."
Garret slid past Otis to get a better look at the screen.
Otis' back tingled where Garret had brushed against him.
Libido overcoming his jittery nerves, his cock began to fill.
"Oh, yeah. My sister bought it for my nephew, though I've never played. Show me how it works?"
Otis dropped a few tokens into the slot, but not fast enough for Garret to miss the top ten high scorer's list.
"Otis T, top scorer," he read out loud, turning inquisitive eyes to Otis and sounding impressed. "Is that you?"
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Blushing again, Otis took great interest in the far wall, grudgingly admitting, "Yeah, that's me." What would Garret think if he knew that Otis held top
from a trio of giggling girls at the next machine brought his attention back to the here and now, in time for an ugly alien brute to annihilate him with laser beam A Lie I Can Live With - 20
vision. His own vision trained on the entrance where the girls were staring, and he couldn't bring himself to care about his character's painful demise. Mouth dropping open and heart thudding a mile a minute, he watched a man who'd put all gaming-heroes to shame cruise into the arcade, clad in tight jeans and T-shirt, head held high like he owned the place. Otis didn't even register climbing out of the seat until he found himself miraculously standing beside the machine.
Merely nodding politely to the wide-eyed admirers, the new arrival raked his eyes over all the arcade's occupants, gaze coming to rest on Otis. Familiarity sparked in their crystal-blue depths. The smile that Otis had thought airbrushed on Garret's profile picture bloomed to life amidst chiseled features.
Daaaaaaaaaamn! He's hot! echoed from his mind to someone else's mouth, who blurted it audibly.
With a bashful, little boy grin, Mr. Too-good-to-be-true casually strolled across the arcade. Otis stood with his mouth hanging open. That brilliant smile never dimmed as Garret grew closer. Otis pushed his black-framed spectacles up his nose, or rather, he tried, missing and smudging a lens in his distraction.
"Otis?" the guy asked, extending a hand. "Hi, I'm Garret Mims."
They shook sweaty hands. Or more accurately, Otis'
hand was sweaty before, Garret's only after contact.
What kind of game was this guy playing, acting excited to be meeting someone who'd surely proven to be a disappointment?
"O… Otis T… Tucker," Otis stammered, barely able to get the words out with a mouth gone dry and a tongue that refused to obey his commands. Rather than drop his hand after shaking it, Otis' date (for however long it lasted) held on… and on… and on…
A Lie I Can Live With - 21
Otis' unbelieving eyes glued to a face that was, if not perfect, then pretty darned close. Medium brown hair, neatly styled, framed high brows and cheek bones, and a deep chin cleft gave Garret's face added interest and masculinity. Those penetrating eyes held intelligence and kindness, not the mockery Otis expected to find.
Each nerve ending seemed to be on high alert, electric currents dancing between them at the point where their hands met.
The world stood still. The beeps, blips , and blats faded into the background.
Garret stared at Otis like a starving man would a pork chop, and for once Otis wouldn't mind being thought of as food. For all Otis knew, they remained there for hours, eyes and hands locked together. Garret broke the spell. "What game are you playing?" he asked, attention leaving Otis to look at the machine. Otis' cheeks flamed.
Was the guy really interested or humoring him?
" Invasion of Akutan." A raised eyebrow prompted Otis to continue. "There's this group of colonists who settle an alien world and find out it's a hideout for a group of interplanetary thugs, the Legion of Noorvik.
You're part of the mercenary team they hire to take care of things. You get to choose which member of the team to be."
Garret slid past Otis to get a better look at the screen.
Otis' back tingled where Garret had brushed against him.
Libido overcoming his jittery nerves, his cock began to fill.
"Oh, yeah. My sister bought it for my nephew, though I've never played. Show me how it works?"
Otis dropped a few tokens into the slot, but not fast enough for Garret to miss the top ten high scorer's list.
"Otis T, top scorer," he read out loud, turning inquisitive eyes to Otis and sounding impressed. "Is that you?"
A Lie I Can Live With - 22
Blushing again, Otis took great interest in the far wall, grudgingly admitting, "Yeah, that's me." What would Garret think if he knew that Otis held top
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