Date Ariane – Strip Crazy Eights (Extended)

You stood up. The jeans came off. You kicked them aside and sat back down, heart hammering.

“Draw,” she said sweetly.

You had no hearts. You drew. A three of hearts. You played it. She played a seven. You played a king. She played another eight—diamonds. You swore. date ariane – strip crazy eights

But she wasn’t talking about the game anymore. You stood up