Winning Her Back
"A game of strategy. And consequence."
My pulse quickened. This was a challenge. A different kind of battlefield. "Consequence?"
He picked up the black queen, running his thumb over its smooth crown. His gaze never left mine. "Winner sets the terms for the evening. Within reason." The implication hung heavy, charged. Terms. In this snowbound intimacy, what could those terms entail?
"High stakes indeed," I murmured, rising from the chair. The throw slipped from my shoulders. I walked towards the board, feeling the weight of his gaze like a physical touch. "I play to win, Ethan."
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