Wes had said he'd never played this game before, and Gunn had believed him. But from the way the evening had turned out, Gunn was pretty sure he'd been hustled. Again. He probably should have learned his lesson after nights of darts, pool, and cards. Every time Wes named the game, and every time Gunn ended up losing.

Gunn didn't mind all that much, because Wes also decided how Gunn would repay his debts.

Gunn ran his fingers through Wes' hair and bit back a moan. After all the noise they made killing that screecher demon after their game, he didn't think anyone in the bowling alley behind them would hear. But the last thing he wanted right now was any reason for Wes to stop. He leaned his head against the brick wall and arched his body forward, wanting more.

Wes laughed around him, and the vibrations made his knees weak.

Next time, Gunn would pick. There had to be something Wes didn't have a hidden talent for. Bowling was obviously out. Maybe--ohhh yes, right there--a video game. Board game. Gunn bet he could kick Wes' ass at Risk, and then have his ass.

As good as losing was, Gunn played to win. Wes wasn't the only one with plans.