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That was part of the reason she brought so many games and said she was leaving after midnight. Might as well put it out there in the beginning.

He didn’t question it and she was thrilled.

She didn’t think he was one to push and he wasn’t either.

“Did you want to play another game?” he asked.

They’d gone through everything she’d brought and then Battleship and a few card games. “Would you think I’m silly asking to play Sorry? I remember playing with my mother as a kid.”

“We played with my parents too,” he said. “Let’s do it.”

She knew he was embarrassed when he said he had that game in with his other ones, but it had been one of her favorite board games as a kid. A time in her life when things weren’t that stressful. She wanted to have that memory for some reason tonight.

To help her be the person her mother pointed out was in there once before.

Wearing new clothes tonight helped. She’d almost put her contacts in but didn’t. She didn’t want to overdo it too much tonight.

She helped him pick up Battleship, then he brought it upstairs, her eyes on his ass as he walked out of the room. She fanned her face when she knew he wasn’t around. She hoped he wasn’t pacifying her playing games tonight like some immature child and was having fun.

When he came back down, she decided to ask him. “You didn’t think it was silly doing this, did you?”

“Doing what?” he asked, opening the game. “Pick your color.”

“Red,” she said. He grabbed blue. “Silly spending the night playing games.”

“No,” he said. “This is great. I’ve never dated anyone before who liked doing that. I told you that.”

“I wasn’t sure if you said it to make me feel better or not.”

“I’m not someone to lie,” he said. “I really am having fun. I will admit I haven’t spent a New Year's Eve like this since I was a kid and it’s nice. We used to get together with my aunts and uncles and all of us kids hung out and played games and the adults did the same.”

“Really?” she asked. “That sounds so nice.”

“It was. Aunt Jolene and Uncle Gavin have the biggest house. For obvious reasons with the kids. They still live there. The adults would be downstairs in the dining room playing poker and laughing. We’d all be upstairs in the loft area playing games. Not all together. There were nine of us. Some were playing video games, others playing board games.”

“I didn’t have that growing up. My mother has a brother, but he doesn’t live around here. I’ve got a few cousins, but again, not around here. They would visit and it was nice. My father is an only child. Probably what made him so selfish.” She slapped her hand in front of her mouth after saying that.

“Don’t worry about it. I’d probably say much worse.”

“I try not to get too caught up in it,” she said. “I’ve moved on. I shouldn’t bring it up again.”

He reached his hand over and laid it on hers, rubbed it up and down, and the tingles in her body were ready to erupt. She wanted to toss the game to the side and dive across to tackle him.

Damn, where had that thought come from?

“Speak your mind, Kendra. Everyone does in my family. I’m used to it.”

“I’m sure you are. Still, it’s probably almost as bad as talking about exes on a date.”

“Do you want to do that?”

“No,” she said, laughing. “I’m sure you’ve got some and I don’t want to know about them now. Maybe another time.”

He frowned and she felt bad saying that. “Nothing bad,” he said.

“I’m sure, but I’m also wondering if I measure up.”

He sighed. “Nothing to measure. You’d rate higher. Trust me there.”

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