Page 40 of How to Marry the Boss

She takes another long sip of her drink, squeezing my hand. “That doesn’t seem like a bad idea.”

“Then it’s settled. But why don’t we just have a good time tonight?”

“Agreed. What should we do?”

There are a million things I’d rather be doing to her, specifically in my bed. But one step at a time. “How about a game?”

“What kind of game?”

What game can we play while she and I talk? A game that will get her more comfortable with opening up to me, especially if I ply her with more wine? Truth or dare? No. She’s too smart for that. No doubt she’ll choose dare just about every time.

And then an idea hits me. “I got it.”

“Do tell.”

“Have you played never have I ever?”

Mia finishes her second glass of wine with a frown. “Not since middle school.”

I shrug, more than happy to fill her wine glass once more. “Why not? It’s been years since we’ve seen each other. We should get to know each other again.”

She pauses. “When you put it like that, it makes sense. How should we start?”

Success!

In truth, I don’t care who goes first. No matter what, I intend to be fully honest. I’m just curious to see how she behaves. How she answers.

“Let’s flip a coin.” Digging into my pocket, I grab a quarter and pull it free. “Heads or tails?”

“Tails.”

I flip the coin, watching it land in my palm. “It’s tails.”

She takes another long sip. “Okay, I need to think.” She pauses. “Never have I ever…gone streaking.”

I chuckle before taking a sip from my glass.

She looks at me with total shock. “No! When?”

“It was part of our frat initiation in college. Not my choice.”

“That’s insane.”

“That’s college.” I think through the possible choices. Given that she’s started light, I probably should do the same. At least for now. “Never have I ever gone skinny dipping.”

She looks at me sheepishly before taking a sip of her wine. I can’t help but laugh. “When?”

“My sophomore year in college, on a dare.”

“What kind of dare?”

“The kind where I could win a hundred euros. Don’t recommend doing it in the dead of winter.”

“I would have loved to have seen that.”

“I’m glad you didn’t. Okay, moving on.” She pauses. “Never have I ever…slid into someone’s DMs.”

I take yet another sip.

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