“It’s complicated. I know she wants to.” Adam sighed. “Have you ever heard of sports?”
“My brothers and I battled to the death in the caves. We can’t do that here. Removing heads brings true death.”
“Wait, you beheaded each other? For fun?”
“Sometimes.”
“Well, sports up here test a person’s athleticism without death. But they’re extremely competitive. And addictive. If I’m honest with myself, I think football was my first love, and June was my second. It didn’t feel fair to ask her to marry me when she wasn’t my top priority, you know?”
“No. You are stupid. You should give her a ring.”
It took everything I had to keep a straight face. Tor was completely right. Adam was being stupid. He put me first in so many ways. I never begrudged him his love of football. His passion was part of what attracted me.
“I know. I should have.”
“I will find you one.”
Adam chuckled.
“Thanks, Tor. But I think that ship has sailed.”
“There are no ships.”
“You’re killing me, Tor.”
“I am not touching you. Should I wake June? She will know how to save you.”
Adam stopped laughing, and I felt him gently touch my hair.
“She already did save me.”
“Does she show you her pussy?”
“Whoa. Man, we’re friends but there are some things friends don’t share.”
“What do you mean? My brothers share what they learn about their females. How else will I become smart enough to win one of my own?”
“I guess you have a point. June doesn’t show me anything. That sounds like porn. She’s too high class for that.”
“Eden says that porn rotted part of Ghua’s brain. But she still lets him lick her pussy until she squeals. He likes the sounds she makes.”
“I hear that.”
“Yes. I just said it.”
Adam chuckled again. “You’re very literal.”
“Emily tells me that, too. How can I win a female like June? She is nice and pretty and high class. She gave me a blanket and a pillow. You are a fool to not give her a ring.”
“That I am, friend.”
I could hear the weariness and pain creeping into Adam’s tone and took a deep breath.
“We should stop talking about pussies,” Tor said quietly. “Females do not like it.”
“No, they do not,” Adam agreed.
This time, I did grin slightly.