“What? No! I’mnota werewolf,” Em splutters. “Babe?”
Naomi rolls her shoulders back and levels Em with a hard look. “I’m sorry, babe, but I think you’re lying. I think you’re a werewolf.”
Em’s mouth falls open. Harlow and I exchange an imperceptible look out of the corners of our eyes.
“We ready to vote?” Harlow asks. There’s still two minutes left on the countdown, but players can agree to vote early.
“Yep,” Naomi says.
“Wait. No. I’m theSeer!” Em’s voice is high and bordering on hysterical.
“Ready?” I ask.
“Three, two, one, vote,” Harlow says.
Harlow, Naomi, and I all point at Em. My best friend throws her hands in the air.
“This is messed up!” she cries and flips her character card over, revealing the Seer.
“What?!” Naomi gapes and snatches the card to take a closer look. “How?”
Harlow and I laugh victoriously and turn to each other. I throw my hand up, and she high-fives me. Her hand is so soft and warm in mine, I don’t want to let her go.
That felt so good, not winning specifically—I mean that’s always nice—but winning while working with Harlow.
“Damn,” Naomi says. “You two made a great team. I’m impressed.”
“I’m not,” Em says bitterly. “Assholes!”
I snort, and Em cracks a smile.
“We did,” Harlow agrees, and I turn to see her staring at me, a curious look in her eye.
Warmth floods my cheeks, and I grin. “Yeah. We really did.”
We played two more rounds. Harlow’s so fast on her feet, I don’t know how she does it. She even had me second-guessing myself in the final round. I can’t lie. It’s incredibly attractive. There’s something about a confident woman that does it for me. If only I wasn’t still so pissed at her for leaving me an aching, horny mess.
Naomi announces she’s going to grab the pizza while I head toward the bathroom. I expect to return to Em and Harlow but find Harlow alone in the living room. She’s looking at her phone, reclined against the end of the sofa in a relaxed way that has no business making her look so hot.
“Where’s Em?” I ask.
Harlow jumps.
“Sorry,” I say, feeling bad for startling her, but also not that bad because she looks adorable when she’s caught off guard.
“She went with Naomi to get the pizza.”
At that same moment, my phone vibrates, and I glance at the screen.
Em:
Take advantage of the alone time with hottie Harlow
I roll my eyes. She’s got to be kidding me. What’s with the fucking setups?
Harlow fidgets, her gaze roaming down my body beforepointedly staring extra hard at her phone. And I know a perfect opportunity when it presents itself.
Time for a little payback.
