Chapter 169: That's Not How You Use Controllers

There is a snapping sound beside us and I whip my head in the direction of the sound. Grant rips the corded controller from the Super Nintendo console he keeps next to the newer Xbox. He wraps the long cord around his hand and then jerks the other free.

Earlier I questioned the older system, which he reassured me he needed because it had the best versions of Mario and the original NHL hockey game. There definitely wasn't extra money in our budget for game systems growing up so I have no choice but to take his word for it.

"What are you going to do, tie me up with a controller?"

With the sweep of his hand he brushes the wireless Xbox controllers out of his way. "Precisely."

"No, really?"

Grant closes half the distance between us on his knees. "Do you trust me?"

My first response is to say no. I don't trust anyone. But I trust Grant.

"Sure."

"Then take off your bra because you won't be needing it anymore tonight."