Cal looks confused. His brows furrow between his eyes, gaze scanning my face like he’s searching for something. “Did you think I brought you here to play Yahtzee?” I swallow. “Well, not Yahtzee, specifically. Monopoly crossed my mind. Maybe Scrabble.” “Christ.” He makes a sound like a laugh, but it’s not a laugh. Blowing out a breath, he runs a hand through his hair. “You can't be that naïve.”
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