Page 5 of About That Rule

She nodded. More than ever, she understood being single and loving it.

“Next!” a woman called.

It was their turn.

“We need an annulment.” Nate didn’t beat around the bush.

Samantha pushed the paperwork they’d filled out. “Here are all our documents.”

The woman behind the desk rolled her eyes, typing their information into her computer. “Have a seat. I will call your name when the judge is ready to see you.”

With nothing else to do but wait, Samantha and Nate found two empty chairs in the lobby and sat down.

WHAT A FUCKINGmess.

Nate was living his nightmare. He had no intension of ever getting married, let alone to a deep-rooted family friend. If shit hit the fan, their families would be impacted. This annulment needed to happen—like right after they said I do. What had they been thinking, to actually get married?

“I’m losing my sanity sitting here,” Samantha confessed, fidgeting next to him. “Want to play a game or something?”

A game would pass the time. Who knew how long they’d be waiting? Samantha was smart and texted their family and friends, telling everyone they were doing a tour today and would be back for dinner. Since everyone else was busy having fun in Vegas and not annulling a marriage, no one asked any questions about their supposed tour. Which, in hindsight, was lucky for them. The less people involved, the better.

“Sure, do you have one on your phone?”

“I’m no amateur. Of course I have games on my phone.”

This wasn’t a surprise. Samantha was fun, wild, and carefree. Games on her phone were probably to keep her entertained at all times. She was hardly without a smile.

“We can play Heads Up, Hang Man, Would You Rather, Five Second Guess—”

“How many games do you have?” he interrupted her. It was amazing her phone had enough storage for her entertainment needs.

“Or Do You Know Me. These are the games I can play with two or more people. I left out the ones that are one-player only.”

He had a much-needed laugh at her silliness. “Why? Why do you have that many games on your phone?”

“I’m responsible for the ice breaker at our monthly meeting. Everyone loves a good giggle before we have to listen to metrics on advertising, ways to increase sales, and gaining a new audience.” She was a Social Media Director for one of the largest credit card companies in the country, and only she could make someone smile during the busy days at work.

“What’s your excuse for the one-player games?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know,” she teased back.

“You shouldn’t keep secrets from your husband.”

Their easy banter immediately stopped.

Nate showed her the smile that always got him out of trouble. “Husband jokes too soon?”

“Yes. Until the ink is dried on our annulment papers, husband jokes are too soon.”

“Let’s play one of your games. Which one is somber like our mood?” he goaded her.

Her smile came back. “The Do You Know Me game. Ask, and you shall receive. Should we do the questions suitable for all ages or adults only?”

“The whole reason we’re in the waiting room is because of an adult decision. Let’s play those questions.”

She rubbed her hands together as if she had a devious plan. “This is right up my alley.”

Other than her random giggle, it was quiet for a few minutes while she typed away on her phone then handed it to him. “You need to write what you think my answers are.”