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[color=darkgray][indent][indent]Kieran’s compliments on her choice in fashion brought a grin to Charlotte’s face. [color=#ff00ff]“Thank you [i]very[/i] much!”[/color] Lottie cooed, showing her appreciation of his words with another brief kiss to his lips. [color=#ff00ff]“I picked the outfit, and JoJo was the hair and makeup guru. She pulled out all the stops, didn’t she?”[/color]

It seemed Kieran agreed with Charlotte’s statement of Joey’s cosmetology skills, because he planted a quick peck on Lottie's cheek, light enough to not smudge any makeup she might have on for tonight's festivities. [color=87b5eb]"And of course I'm doing better now that you're here! But hey, enough about me! You just get here? Are you set for drink? Or are you good to split the Jameson with me?[/color]

That earned him a chuckle and a playful eye roll from the short blonde. [color=#ff00ff]“When have I ever turned you down?”[/color] she teased, shifting around his lap to sit a little straighter. [color=#ff00ff]“Who cares if I just got here? Of [i]course[/i] I’ll split the Jameson with you.”[/color]

Kieran laughed as he pulled the hefty bottle he had obtained from the table closer. Ever the gentleman, he slid the second red Solo cup out from under the one that contained his own beverage. It was a tradition of his that he always grabbed two cups from the stack at a time. You never knew when you needed to be able to share a drink with a new friend… or a very special one.

As he guided a generous portion of the liquor into the second cup, the Canadian did his best to keep the conversation going. [color=87b5eb]“I should have guessed the outfit tonight was a tag-team effort. You and Joey make one heck of a combo. You could up do the whole university proper!”[/color] Satisfied, he plunked the bottle back on the table and handed the cup to Lottie, who graciously took it with a smile on her face. [color=87b5eb]“Well, I don’t know when you got here, but this will make sure you get right into the party spirit! Cheers, munchkin!”[/color]

[color=#ff00ff]“Bottoms up, Viking!”[/color] Lottie cheerfully replied, tapping her cup against his and taking a swig from it. Her eyes suddenly filled with tears as the alcohol slightly burned her throat as it went down, but she quickly shrugged it off to focus on her handsome companion instead. [color=#ff00ff]“Sooooooo…”[/color] she began cautiously, as if testing the waters. [color=#ff00ff]“I’ve actually been wanting to talk to you about something!”[/color]

A strong sip of the whiskey passed Kieran’s lips in time with his drinking partner. He knew Lottie wasn’t much for Jameson, but he appreciated her gusto all the same. It was how she lived life. So when she wanted to talk to him about something, the hockey player was cautious, but intrigued. [color=87b5eb]“Is that so, now?”[/color] he asked. [color=87b5eb]“Well, I am all ears, Lottie. Let’s talk.”[/color]

[color=#ff00ff]“You know how you just said Joey and I make a hell of a combo?”[/color] Charlotte continued, gently caressing his jawline with her index finger.

[color=87b5eb]“I think I did just say that, yes.”[/color]

[color=#ff00ff]“[i]Well[/i]... I’ve always talked to her about what a good time you and I have every time we’re together, and I came up with the idea that maybe all three of us could hang out sometime!”[/color] she proposed, waiting for Kieran’s answer with bated breath.

[color=87b5eb]“Hang out?”[/color] he asked, with an eyebrow raised at the prospect, while Charlotte nodded eagerly. Kieran hadn’t honestly given Joey much thought in that sense. To him, Joey was just to Kieran what Mac and Eli were to Lottie. They were aware of each other, but most of his knowledge came from the stories Lottie shared of the escapades they went on. It’s how he knew they were close, but aside from a few social outings there was never any real one-on-one time with Joey. Certainly not in a three-way hang out sort of since.

The Newfoundlander would be rubbing his chin right now if Lottie wasn’t already doing that for him. [color=87b5eb]“Well, given what you’ve told me about Joey, and what I already know, I think this could work. I mean, any super best friend of munchkin is welcome in my presence any time! You know, as long as the hair remains untouched. What sort of hang out did you have in mind? Like a movie or something?”[/color]

No matter how hard she tried, there was no stopping Lottie from bursting out in laughter. After so many weeks apart, it was so easy to forget just how clueless Kieran could be sometimes. [color=#ff00ff]“Okay, maybe ‘hang out’ wasn’t the best way to describe it,”[/color] she said with a giggle and a peck to his lips. [color=#ff00ff]“I wasn’t talking about hanging out as in dinner, a movie or anything like that. I was talking about the type of hanging out you and I do in bed together.”[/color]

Now both eyebrows were raised. [color=87b5eb]“Oh… Ohhhhhhhh...Oh!”[/color] The light bulb had finally come on. Kieran had never thought about doing that with Joey. Or Lottie at the same time for that matter. His father had a saying about that sort of thing. [i]Best be dropping your net in just the one bay, boy. Otherwise, you spread it out and you’ll get it ripped to shreds.[/i] But Kieran wasn’t a fisherman! He was an athlete! A star athlete! And they could do what they want! Especially if their go-to gal was proposing bringing in another girl. A girl who by all accounts was similar to Lottie in many ways, and that had to extend to the personality as well.

Kieran gave a little cough to clear his throat. [color=87b5eb]“Well, I mean… I’ve never been one to be a prude or anything like that. You know me in that regard, Lots. And, uh, I’d be more than willing to give it a fair go. Is Joey up for this though? Have you brought this up with her? …Shit, is this her idea?”[/color]

[color=#ff00ff]“Let me answer these trivia questions, big guy!”[/color] Lottie declared, taking another swig of her drink before elaborating her answers for each of Kieran’s questions. [color=#ff00ff]“[i]Is this her idea?[/i] Nope! It was mine! I came up with this one all by myself. [i]Have I brought it up with her?[/i] Yes! Absolutely! We had tons of discussions about it before she gave me the green light to ask you. And [i]is Joey up for it?[/i] [b]Hell yes[/b]! Just the idea of us tag-teaming you until you’re exhausted is enough to get us going...”[/color] she muttered in his ear, softly nibbling his earlobe before turning back to him with a mischievous giggle.

It was a good thing Kieran was sitting down because he was starting to get a little weak at the knees. Especially with Lottie giving his ear a quick bite. The girl definitely knew where his buttons were. [color=87b5eb]“Well, you do know how long I can go for, and if you think you need Joey’s help to tucker me out… then I’m for it.”[/color] Kieran knew he drew it out a little bit. Most guys in his position would instantly jump at the thought of a threesome with two of the most beautiful girls in the Meadow. But he was known for playing things cool the majority of the time, at least until it was time to fight on the ice, so he had to give Lottie a little slow play. [color=87b5eb]“I mean, I don’t know what you’ve told her about me, but if she wants to find out, and you want to help her, then who am I to say no?”[/color]

When Kieran suggested Charlotte [i]needed[/i] her girlfriend’s help to ‘tucker him out’, the blonde raised her eyebrows. [color=#ff00ff]“Viking, I don’t [i]need[/i] JoJo’s help to climb this mountain,”[/color] she replied, putting her free hand over her chest as if offended by the mere suggestion that she wasn’t challenging enough for him. [color=#ff00ff]“We both know I can take you out just fine by myself-- I have been for years. Just look at this as a way for us to [i]change things up[/i] a little bit.”[/color]

The Viking chuckled. Just as Lottie knew how to push Kieran’s buttons, he learned how to hit hers in the time they had been going one-on-one with each other. She was always competitive, be it on the tennis court or between the sheets. He had to get a little shot at the ace now and then. [color=87b5eb]“All right, all right. You have taken very good care of me: that is true. I will do my best to try and take care of both you and Joey when we get this little party of ours started. You have my word.”[/color]

[color=#ff00ff]“[b]Yay[/b]!”[/color] Lottie shrieked happily, downing the remaining Jameson from her cup so she could excitedly clap her hands together. [color=#ff00ff]“[i]Thankyouthankyouthankyou[b]THANKYOU[/b][/i]!”[/color] she exclaimed, wrapping her arms around her Kiki to give him a tight hug. [color=magenta]“You’re the best!”[/color]

Kieran returned the hug, enveloping the blonde in his giant arms. [color=87b5eb]“People keep telling me that, I guess I gotta believe them. So thank you, Ace.”[/color] He punctuated that with a kiss on the lips. He could still taste the whiskey. [color=87b5eb]“So, now that we have that done and dusted, what say we take down some pitiful fools at flipcup or something? Show those rich kids they’re no match for a couple of stars?”[/color]

Charlotte’s face immediately scrunched up in clear dislike of the suggestion. [color=#ff00ff]“I’m not really feeling the same old cup drinking games…”[/color] she mused, taking a second to think of a better alternative and quickly coming up with it. [color=#ff00ff]“How about Jenga? I saw a Joey-sized Jenga set near the cabin on my way in. We can add some spice to it and make it Strip Jenga if you want...”[/color] she playfully suggested, making her point by wrapping Kieran up in another deep kiss.

Kieran laughed. [color=87b5eb]“Well, that’s a bit easier on the whiskey, as well as a lot easier on the eyes! I think you got me beat on options to take off, but if you want to lead the way, girl, I’ll be happy to follow.”[/color] As the two finally abandoned the picnic table to head back towards the cabin, both seemed in lighter spirits, and not just because of the Jameson.[/indent][/indent][/color]