Bab 318: Would you give up Lise for Leora’s cooking?

The movie credits rolled to a triumphant score, and I stretched lazily, feeling the comforting weight of a full stomach and the warmth of our little group around me.

Sapphire was sprawled on the floor, her legs crossed casually, while Zaya had reclaimed her spot on the couch, her earlier embarrassment seemingly forgotten.

Lise sat beside me, her head leaning on my shoulder, which I didn't mind one bit.

"That was a good pick," Lise said, stifling a yawn. "But now what? The night's still young."

Sapphire perked up instantly, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "We could play a game."

I gave her a wary look. "What kind of game?"

She grinned. "Truth or dare, of course. Classic. Timeless. Perfect for digging up embarrassing secrets."

Zaya groaned, throwing a pillow at Sapphire. "You just want more ammunition to tease me with."