Simon Says: An Enemies-to-Lovers Romance by S.T. Moors

Author:S.T. Moors [Moors, S.T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-07-05T16:00:00+00:00

"Argh! Die motherfucker!"

I stifled a laugh as I watched two grown men sitting cross-legged on the floor, stabbing at their controllers as if they were real guns.

Simon jabbed, rather violently, on a few buttons as his player lifted a bazooka and blasted at a steel door.

"Good one, bro!" Barron lifted his hand for a quick fist bump before immersing himself back in the game.

After our dinner, which Simon had surprisingly made, and which was - again - surprisingly delicious, we all converged to the games room. At first, we drank a few beers and took turns shooting pool and playing darts while chatting and watching TV. The atmosphere was upbeat and casual.

That is until Simon disappeared upstairs and returned, proudly producing his Xbox. Never before had I seen a bunch of almost thirty-year-old men jump up in hurried excitement.

They had been at it for about two hours now. At first, Simon and Barron reluctantly let us take turns. But when it became glaringly apparent that the two cousins took their gameplay seriously, as if they were on an actual battlefield, we swiftly bowed out.

Eden was lounged on a corner sofa, glaring at Barron. He had repeatedly snatched the controller off her in an effort to "guide" her player. After he had done it for the fourth time, she had thrown the controller at him with a frustrated growl before informing the group that she was opening another bottle of wine. It looked like a night of makeup sex was in the cards for these two.

I stifled a yawn as I checked the time. It was going on eleven pm, and I was tired. Between the tacos Simon made, the beer, and the morning drive, I was wiped.

"I'm gonna turn in," I murmured to Eden. Ryan and Gabe had already gone to bed about an hour ago.

Eden nodded tired eyes at me. "I'll give these guys another half hour before I pull the plug."

After showering and pulling my hair into a high ponytail, I changed into pajama shorts and a camisole. The rain made the air humid and sticky, another contributing factor to my tiredness.

As I padded up the stairs, I could hear Eden's laughter coming from the basement, so I assumed they were still playing. But as I climbed the final stair, I came to a shocked stop on the landing.

Simon was standing there with a pair of shorts. Shirtless.

Oh, shit.

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