“...to do a striptease down to your boxers while singing to ‘Lay Down Beside Me’!” I laughed at the very thought of it.”
“And you say I’m sick!” he laughed.
“Hey, it’s my turn to dare you and that’s my dare. Take it or consider yourself a big fat LOSER!” I put my hand in an ‘L’ shape on my forehead.
“Hey! I’m not fat!” he laughed.
“Are you going to do it or not?”
Nick sighed. “Fine. Can I borrow your cd player? I also believe that you have the cd with the song.”
“Well can you believe it? I do have it. How convenient. I’ll be right back.” I grinned at him and got up to get the disc.
“Yeah convenient.” I heard Nick mutter.
Laughing, I put the cd in my player and walked back into the living room. //This should be VERY interesting.// I thought with a slight giggle.
“Here you go. Have fun!” I smiled wide.
“Gee thanks.” He gave me a sarcastic look.
He turned on the player and found the song. Slowly he began to take his shirt off and singing to the tune. At one point, when he was finally down to pants (he wears a LOT of layers!) he switched to his Donald Duck voice. I was laughing hysterically. I don’t think I laughed so much since—since—well, never. He was doing the funky chicken and basically making an ass of himself. When the song ended he bowed and sat down next to me. It took me a moment for my breath to return and I smiled at him and started clapping.
“Terrific!” I said happily.
“Thank you, thank you. I’d first like to thank the academy for having the brilliance to pick me. Finally, I’d like to thank all my friends, especially a certain girl, who without their help I wouldn’t have made a complete idiot of myself. Thank you.” He pretended to wipe a tear away.
“Nick, you’re already an idiot. Now please put some pants on.” I slapped him playfully in the back of the head.
“Don’t get violent on me. I’m going, I’m going.” He faked to be hurt for a moment before smiling and laughing that infectious laugh.
“It’s your turn now.”
“Truth or dare.”
“Dare, of course.”
“Ok, I dare you to arm wrestle me.” He smiled.
“That’s it? That’s all you’re asking me to do? Fine. Just be prepared to have your ass whooped.”
“Bring it on. I can beat you any day.”
“Then let’s go, Blondie!”
We took our position and began arm wrestling. I was trying with all my strength to move him and I almost did too if he hadn’t started making faces at me. I started laughing when he crossed his eyes and stuck out his tongue. I weakened for a moment and he pushed my arm down.
“You cheater! That’s not fair!”
“All’s fair in love and arm wrestling.” He stuck his tongue out at me.
“I almost had you pinned! That’s not fair.”
Still holding my hand, he grabbed me and pulled me close to him. His face was only millimeters away from mine.
“What’s that you said about having me pinned?” he said gently.
Before I could respond, he brought his face closer and brushed his lips against mine…
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