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I normally would’ve gagged over their syrupy sweet words, but then Saylor nudged a piece of chicken my way, and I finally understood.

I’d be the same exact way with Saylor.

Had been, actually.

I wasn’t normally a food sharer. Ares was right. It was odd for me to be doing what I was doing.

If it were any other person, I would’ve been adamant that I didn’t want to share.

But with Saylor, I didn’t seem to mind.

I’d do anything for her, even eat all the green beans.

“Y’all ready to play a game?” Memphis said when all the food had been consumed.

“What kind of game?” Saylor asked. “I’m not very good atanygame.”

Something in which we all realized about an hour later.

“You could buy that,” Ares suggested.

Saylor frowned. “I don’t want to buy that.”

“But if you buy it, it’ll mean that Lock can’t buy it,” she pointed out. “It’s a railroad. If he lands on it, he’s going to snatch it up.”

She looked over at me. “What are the chances?”

The chances, apparently, were really good.

Because within the next two turns I’d landed on it, bought it, and then caused Ares to have to pay out the ass.

Ares turned a glare onto Saylor.

“See?” she said. “This is what I’ve had to deal with my entire life.”

“Pffft,” she said. “It’s not that bad.”

Ares rolled her eyes as Aspen took her turn.

“Just you wait, Saylor,” Aspen said. “He’s going to fuck you over like he fucks the rest of us over.”

Saylor looked over at me and batted her eyelashes.

“Surely you wouldn’t,” she said to me, smiling wickedly.

Two hours later, the game was over, Saylor was pissed off, and Ares was laughing her ass off.

“All is fair in love and Monopoly, Saylor,” Ares teased.

Saylor stuck her tongue out at Ares, then turned her glacial glare on me.

“I can’t believe that you act the way you do,” she said, still miffed. “Why do you play like that? How could that ever be any fun?”

I grinned. “I can’t help it that’s the way the game is played. I’m sorry that you lost but…”

“I lost,” she agreed. “But you played like a jackass. I’ll never play Monopoly with you again.”

“He’s like that with every single game he plays,” Downy said. “He’s a competitive little fucker.”

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