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“This isn’t happening. I’m dreaming. None of this is happening.” She glanced up briefly before dropping her forehead to her palms.

“Adorable.”

“Am not.” She shook her head, still in her hands.

“It’s cool. I’m down with condom Confessions.” He lifted an eyebrow. “Unless, you want to use them for a different game.”

Lucy looked up just as he ripped open the box.

CHAPTER NINE

Lucy stared at the question on the card she held, a pile of condoms stacked in front of her. Her face burned with a combination of embarrassment and something she couldn’t quite put her finger on.

She’d been groggy when she had agreed to play a get-to-know-you game with the one guy she didn’t want to get to know. Once again, proving to herself she should not make grown-up decisions right after waking up.

Geez, she hadn’t slept that soundly in months.

Strange that sleep would be simpler in the cabin. All kinds of sleep existed in Lucy’s post-stalked life: fitful, tearful, angry—yes, angry sleep happened—but never deep and never without taking something to knock her out. She blamed the sleep for her current predicament. There was no other explanation.

Why couldn’t they play Monopoly—a simple game with no personal sharing or latex?

Lucy was awful at playing Confessions. She didn’t want to share anything, so she passed on all the questions. She learned William’s favorite color was brown, he grew up in Confluence, and his first kiss happened when he was ten, outside the Go-fer Food store.

First of all, who chose brown as a favorite color? Second, how had she missed that he’d been raised in Confluence and his father ran Crestone before she’d made the plans to come here? Furthermore, who got their first kiss at age ten? No wonder he’d been such an esteemed tonsil-hockey player when she met him in Florida. With all those years of practice, he had already gone pro by the time he turned twenty.

“I’m losing you.” William sliced through the silence. She squinted to focus on the question on the card.

“What is the most important part of friendship?”

He tossed a chip into the center of the table. “I’d like to hear your answer here.”

Lucy tossed a chip as well. “You first. I’m calling.”

“Honesty and loyalty.” He took a slug of beer.

“You didn’t start with ‘I confess.’” She picked at the label on her barely-touched beer.

“I confess honesty and loyalty are the most important part of any relationship.”

“You sure?” Her heart skipped a beat as she waited for his reply.

Honesty and loyalty hadn’t exactly been part of any of the relationships she’d witnessed him having in Florida.

He cocked his head and narrowed his eyes.

“Absolutely. You should match the confession.” He sucked down a gulp of beer.

Unfortunately, her streak of not sharing couldn’t go on much longer.

Lucy twisted the hair. “I confess I know a lot of people.”

She glanced down at the table. “But I only have one real friend. She’s there when I need her, and I return the favor. So, to me, the most important part of friendship is being there when you’re needed.”

From the moment Lucy had moved into the freshman dorm at college, Katie had stepped up to be her friend. When Lucy struggled, Katie was there for her. She’d helped Lucy buy in-style clothes that fit, and introduced her to the painful reality of an eyebrow wax.

William stared at her for a few beats. “Only one real friend?”

“Honesty and loyalty are really your thing?” Lucy raised her eyebrow at him.

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