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“Done! Thirty-six seconds!” Jake slammed his phone down on the wooden tabletop and smirked at Bradley, who was snarling at his phone, his fingers flying over the keyboard as he tried to finish the day’s mini crossword. “Trouble Bradshaw?”
“Shut up,” Bradley grumbled, eyes glued to his phone.
Jake watched in silence until Bradley huffed and dropped his phone onto the wooden table.
Smirking, Jake asked, “Time?
“Shut up.” Bradley glowered.
“You know I can see it in the app.” Jake picked up his phone to prove the point.
“Fine. A minute twenty-three. But you,” Bradley said, leaning over to poke Jake in the chest, “had an unfair advantage.”
“That’s what tripped you up?” Jake did his best to look disappointed.
“Don’t give me that face. I know the Longhorns. I know the Sooners. I know the Red Raiders, for god’s sake. How am I supposed to know a TCU Athlete is a Horned Frog?”
Jake made his way to sit on Bradley’s lap. “Because you love me and know Texas sports rivalries are part of the package.” He punctuated his point with a soft kiss.
“Fair enough,” Bradley acquiesced and turned his attention to his lap full of Jake.