My Boss My Secret Husband
“Let’s play a game, keep us distracted until we either die or are rescued.”
He laughed. “Okay, what did you have in mind?”
“Hmm,” I thought for a moment. Only one came to mind. “Truth or dare?”
He laughed. “What is this, middle school?”
“Fine,” I said. “You come up with something.”
“No, no, I’m game. Okay, I dare you to jump up and down on this elevator to make it move.”
I playfully slapped his arm. “Oh my god, no. And that’s not how this game works, you walnut.”