“Will you play a game with me, Mia?” Somehow, I’m able to keep the shocked laughter in check. “A game?” He nods. I start to open my mouth to ask a question but decide against it when none come to mind. I basically just told this man he was a cure for my social anxiety, and he’s asking me to play a game. Some of the withheld laughter seeps out. “Um, sure. What game did you have in mind, Mr. Brooks?” A smirk that looks like something the devil would wear before sealing a deal slips across his face. “Truth or dare.”
