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“Don’t.”
Jax looked up, blinking. “Excuse me?”
“Move it somewhere else.”
Sully made a noise like a Victorian ghost seeing a scandal.
“Oh my God,” Maddy whispered, leaning forward in her seat.
Jax narrowed his eyes. “Are you seriously going to block me from using the robber?”
“She earned those points.”
“This isCatan, Carrick, not courtship.”
“Same thing,” Sully muttered.
Bellamy looked from me to Jax and back again. Her expression was unreadable.
Jax rolled his eyes. “Fine. But you owe me.”
“Put it on Sully.”
“I ALWAYS SUFFER,” Sully howled, clutching his chest.
Maddy kicked her legs up on the couch and grinned at Bellamy like she’d just won a bet no one else knew about.
“Tell me you’re in love without telling me,” she said in a sing-song voice.
Bellamy flushed slightly and looked back at her cards. “I’m just good at the game.”
Maddy winked. “Sure, honey. That’s why you’ve been playing footsie with him for twenty minutes.”
I froze.
Bellamy casually nudged me under the table again. Not an apology. An escalation. I raised an eyebrow at her. She didn’t look at me. But shesmirked.
Maddy grinned, clearly delighted. “You two are so doomed.”
“No comment,” I said.
Sully stood again, clutching the crown. “Can wepleasefinish the game before I lose what’s left of my dignity?”
“You still had some?” Jax muttered.
Deacon finally spoke. “This ends with blood.”
Bellamy leaned toward me, her voice a whisper only I could hear. “You realize we’re flirting across a board game, right?”
“Unapologetically.”
“I don’t evenliketeam games.”
I tilted my head. “And yet here you are.”
Her knee bumped mine again. “Don’t get cocky.”
“You love it when I’m cocky.”
