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She thinks for a moment, then holds her finger up indicating for me to give her a moment. She runs to her room then comes back with a different deck of cards.

“What game is that?”

“UNO.”

She shows me the deck and is wearing a look of accomplishment on her face.

“This game can go on forever. Are you sure there isn’t another game we can play?”

"It's not as bad when there are only two players. It’ll be fun. I played poker for you, now you can play this for me.”

“Okay, let’s do this. But since it can be a long game, let's change the rules a little. Instead of the winner getting to ask the questions, let’s say that anytime one of us gets a wild card, we get to ask a question.”

“I think I can agree to that.”

“Alright, princess. Let’s get this going.”

I watch as her delicate hands work at shuffling the cards and see that she's a natural. She looks at me as she bridges the cards as if to challenge me. Challenge accepted, princess. Hope you’re ready. She deals the cards and arranges her hand as needed; I do the same. When I look up again, I see her beautiful blue eyes, which seem to be a shade darker, peaking at me over the top of her cards. Her left eyebrow raises slightly, and I'm smitten. This woman is gonna have me wrapped around her finger before she leaves. Here I thought I’d have the perfect way to learn more about her, but I may be setting myself up.

Chapter Nine

Taylor

Usually, I’d be petrified to answer any questions, but seeing Maddox have fun plus having the whiskey gave me liquid courage to agree. I'm looking forward to our new game because this also gives me the chance to get some answers. Hopefully, we can avoid making it serious and ruin the mood. Well, hopefully, I can keep from making it too serious. This could be my chance to get to know him, no matter how small and unimportant the details may seem. This could open the door to the more pressing questions at a later time.

Maddox killed me at poker, and I’m pretty sure that was his intention. Was he trying to get me drunk? For a moment, I start to think this may not be a good idea after all, but that thought is quickly quieted the moment I look at him. Maybe it's the liquor talking, but I could look at this hunk of a man all day. His dark hair is long enough to curl just right at the nape of his neck and the waves make him even sexier. His eyes are mesmerizing but also look as though they are hiding a lot of secrets.

“Alright, He-man, are you ready to lose?”

He chuckles. “He-man?”

“Yeah. You keep calling me princess, so that’s your new nickname.”

“Right. Well, princess, I'm ready when you are.”

I feel confident with the first few cards, then get excited when I have a wildcard I can finally play. I look at him over my cards first, making sure he’s paying attention, then slam it down on the discard pile.

“Wildcard! That means I get to ask a question.”

“Yes, it does. You also get to pick what color we are going to continue with.”

"I know. So, hmmm. What to ask." I honestly have no idea what to ask him. Racking my brain, I try to think of a good question that isn't too heavy, which is hard since right now I want to get down to the bottom of all the complicated stuff.

“Any day, princess.”

“I know, I know. Ummm. Screw it. Why are you all the way out here all alone?”

“I like peace and quiet.”

“That’s way too easy of an answer.”

"No, it isn't. You were expecting a deep, philosophical answer, which I don't have. I like to have my own space that's not interrupted by anyone."

That stings a little more than expected. Why is his answer bothering me? “So, me being here. You hate it.”

“That sounds like another question. You’re going out of turn. What color?”

“Are you seriously not going to answer?”

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