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It wouldn’t be that bad. “Neither of us is wearing shoes. I’m sure there won’t be any holes worn down.”Phrasing.

“That’s what she— No, wait, that doesn’t work.” Judith laugh-sighed.

Hearing her make the joke was nice, though. It meant she didn’t think all was lost. Because it wasn’t. I looked at Dom. “I assume you have a suggestion for what we could be doing instead?”

“I do.” He moved to stand between us.

“We’re listening,” Judith closed her laptop and set it on the coffee table.

“Pizza. Pool.”

The list felt incomplete. All lists needed at least three things. “Porn?”

“If you want it. I’m not sure we need it.” Dominic offered Judith a hand, and pulled her to her feet.

She twisted her face in consideration. “I was kind of loving thewear holes in carpetsidea, but this sounds okay too.”

“He’s right.” And I wasn’t only saying that because he was my husband. “We need to distract ourselves.” We headed toward the game room in the basement.

“By proving we’re all fairly equally matched at something?” As we descended the stairs, Judith’s skeptical question pinged off our surroundings.

It was a good point. We were all good at pool, and our balance of wins to losses was fairly even against each other.

“We’ll play for fun. For the distraction of it.” When he reached the landing, Dom turned to face us.

Judith and I exchanged glances.

“No winners?” I asked.

“I don’t understand,” Judith said.

Dominic rolled his eyes. “Right. Of course. I’m sure we’ll figure something out.”

Our game room had started as a more traditional space, in an open basement. We had a pool table and a dart board.

We also had half the room dedicated to large screens hooked up to computers and gaming consoles. Because what kind of game room didn’t have a place to play video games?

Each of us had our favorite cues and different ways of playing, but the first several games were as evenly matched as predicted.

“When does this get distracting?” Judith bent over the table to rack the balls. The arch of her back led to the perfect curve of her ass, and followed shapely legs down to the ground.

Amazing view. “I think it just did.”

She glanced over her shoulder at me, and a slow smirk spread across her face. “So that’s what we’re playing.”

“We don’t have toplayanything.” Dominic’s words were less than compelling.

I brushed my lips over his. “You can watch, if you don’t want to participate.” Because the new gamewasdistraction.

“Oh, I’m in.” Dominic gave a dry chuckle. “But only if we have rules.”

“Pft.” In a single sound, Judith conveyedunimpressed. “Fine. What are the rules?”

“No bumping the table or the person taking the shot. Easy enough?” Dominic’s question was full of challenge.

This was going to be fun. “Game on.”

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