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I sigh as I get up and go to the easel. I’m no better at drawing than Mike, so this will be embarrassing.

“I’ll start the timer. Three, two, one, go.” Robin looks at me expectantly.

I start by drawing what I think looks like a ring.

“Crown! King? Queen? Monarchy? Prince? Princess?”

I shake my head, draw a hand next to it, and circle the ring finger.

“Ring? Wedding ring? Engagement? Engagement ring? Marriage?”

I continue by drawing two stick figures, one standing and one kneeling, but I don’t have to draw more because Robin is on fire.

“Proposal! Proposing!”

“Yes,” I exclaim happily, throwing my hands up in the air.

Robin shrieks and claps. “Sucks to suck.” She sticks out her tongue at Mike and Kora and adds a point to our game sheet.

“Whatever,” Kora mumbles. “You guys had a much easier word.”

“You probably would’ve guessed hairy ball,” Robin fires back, and Mike chokes on his drink laughing.

I sit back down next to Robin and throw my arm around her.

“I mean, I kind of see it,” Kora says, squinting at my drawing. “It could be a hairy ball.”

“Kora, this is a family game.” Mike pinches the bridge of his nose. “There are no cards with words like penis or balls.”

“Lame.” Kora shrugs. “I have to admit, for a second I thought this was Hayden’s way of proposing to Robin.”

I knew it.

Robin snorts.

“What, nobody thought so?” She looks at Mike and he shakes his head, amused.

“Trust me, I wouldn’t propose to her in front of you or Mike,” I say.

“What? Why not? What’s wrong with Mike and me? Actually, scratch that. I know what’s wrong with Mike. But me?”

“Thanks, Kora.” Mike sighs.

“You’re welcome.”

“There’s nothing wrong with either one of you,” I say, and Robin chuckles next to me. “I just wouldn’t propose in front of people.”

“Well, isn’t the girl on the receiving end also considered people?” Robin pokes me in the side.

“Smartass.” I pull her into me, putting her in a headlock. “I wouldn’t do it in front of anyone other than the girl.”

“Stop.” She laughs and tries to escape.

“Yes, please stop being so cute or I’ll actually want a relationship myself,” Kora jokes, faking a gag.

I let Robin out of the headlock, and she straightens her hair while giving me her best mean look. “It’s not that bad, Kora,” she says innocently.

“Not that bad, huh?” I frown at her.