I kicked Jackson away, and he squeezed my thighs, laughing as he crawled back to his position behind the camera.
“Three minutes left. Do you think we can get a win out of this?” Jackson said.
“Oh, look who’s back. Where were you for all of five minutes, J?”
“Just got a little thirsty.” Jackson licked his lips, looking over at me.
“You know… I’m starting to feel left out here. It’s awfully lonely across the pond with you two flaunting your happiness. Maybe I need to find myself a gaming girlfriend.”
“She won’t be as good as mine,” Jackson said with a wink. “Come on, Pyro. Can you win this for us?”
“Of course.”
THE END