"You're such a jerk sometimes, you know that?" Casey said, still rubbing her sore bum. "It's your turn.Dare or dare?"
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He thought for a second after laughing. "Um wow tough choices. I'll take dare." He said with a smile.
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"I dare you to take off your shirt and lather yourself down with butter," she grinned, sticking out her tongue. She wouldn't admit but part of her just wanted to see him shirtless.
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He smirked and ran to the kitchen pulling her with him. "What type of butter?" He asked as he took his shirt off and put it to the side.
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"The freezer butter," Casey said, struggling to sit on the counter. "Mom'll kill us if we use all the good butter."
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He rolled his and got the butter out. "Fine." He said with a smile as he started lathering his chest in butter. "Wow that's cold." He said with a laugh.
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She took a butter knife and stared helping him get his back. "Pale yellow is a good color for you," she said, wrapping her legs around his waist from behind.
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He leaned back as she wrapped her legs around his waist from behind. "Oh shut it." He said with sigh as he continued to get the front of his body with butter.
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She laughed and ran a particularly cold bit down his spine. Tightening her grip on his waist, she kept him from flinching away.
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His back muscles tensed from the butter. "Hey!" He said with a slight laugh. "Don't do that. It's cold!" He said as he laughed again.
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"I know," she laughed, rubbing the knife across his shoulders. "The best part is that you can't escape!" she laughed evilly.
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He laughed. "Who said I wanted to move." He said as he turned and faced her. He smirked and put butter on her nose and forehead. "I win." He said with a laugh.
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Casey gasped suddenly. "Hey!" she said, returning the gesture. Butter was everywhere by the time the two of them stopped.
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He laughed and grabbed a hand towel off the counter to get butter off his face. "Ok we are even now." He said still laughing. "This isn't working." He said still laughing.
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"I must say, you look pretty funny." She took the towel and jumped off the counter. Walking over to the sink, she got it wet and wiped her own face before tossing him the wet towel.
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He rolled his eyes. "I must say... This isn't going to clean me. Can I just use the shower?" He asked as he tossed it back to her.
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Casey caught it before it could it her in the face, though some of the water still managed to come loose and shower her. "Fine," she shrugged. "You can borrow some of my dad's old clothes when you're done."
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He smiled. "I just need to borrow pants. My shirt is in the living room and thankfully clean." He said with a small laugh as he walked past her towards the bathroom. "Can you get me one of his sweat pants? I don't want to track butter everywhere." He said as he glanced back to her.
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"No prob. Black or grey?" she asked, following him out of the kitchen. She turned to head down the hallway towards her parents' old room. The room her mom used before her dad left.
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He glanced at her. "Black." He said as he waited at the bathroom door for her.