“We do. I figured this was an emergency, and therefore proper use.”
I laugh. His assessment is spot-on.
“So, about these plans…”
17
NOEL
Sitting here, staring at multicolored game pieces, there is only one question on my mind.
How’s girls’ night?
Never in my life have I wondered how girls’ night was going. Even when we were teenagers and we knew the girls were together—giggling, gossiping, and probably talking about us—I never wondered. Until now.
“You can’t go backward like that,” Dustin scolds, casually sipping his beer.
“Sure you can,” Nash defends. He shrugs off our buddy, rolling the dice regardless of the challenge. “Secret passage.”
“Nope.”
“Google it.”
And it’s not because my Saturday night is being spent with a bunch of grown men arguing over the rules of Clue.
Bronwyn
Kenzie is teaching me all about clitterflies ;)
And just what are those? Something good I hope
Very good
Something you give me ;)
The winky face makes my gut flip like an Olympian launching themselves off the high dive. I can see her face clearly in my mind, impish expression, eyes sparkling with mischief as she types. Makes me want to rush over there and kiss the fuck out of her. Instead, I settle for a text.
Is that so?
Bronwyn
Yup
Like on the side of the road?
Just thinking about you gives me them ;)
Fuck, that damn winky face…
I shift in my chair, my dick stiffening behind my zipper. If I’m not careful, I’m going to be sporting way more than a semi here soon. And that is not something I want to answer for during game night.
“Secret Passages are found in the corner rooms and enable players to move between opposite corner rooms in one move,” Camden reads from his phone. “This can be done on a player’s turn without rolling the die by moving his token to the opposite corner room, and only the opposite corner, while announcing he is using the Secret Passage. You cannot move to any other rooms or corridors if you choose secret passages.”
Well, that might just be the boner killer I need.
Bronwyn
How’s the game? Dogs winning?