Chapter 180: Let’s Play
When Derek had cracked his knuckles, Emily had known that it was game on. And then he’d had the nerve to smirk at her like she had already lost. And Emily’s inner warrior had risen to the surface. There was just no way, absolutely no way, that she would be beaten by this man.
So instead of feeling a surge of fear, she felt a surge of bloodlust. And as he had slammed his fist into his open palm, she had done the same with her own. And now they were going at it.
"Give up Emily. You are never going to win at this. I am the best there is," Derek was saying. But Emily was barely paying any attention to him. "You know Derek, for someone whom I recall wiping the floor with back in that creepy motel in that small town, you are very talkative about skills that you do not have," He quieted, and it was Emily’s turn to smirk.
Good.
Her trash talk still carried some weight.
But her victory in the verbal spar cost her a victory in the intense match of rock-paper-scissors that they were currently having.
Emily’s smirk dropped at Derek’s triumphant look. She ended up using scissors to Derek’s rock, and it was the man’s turn to smile at her from across the table. But the smile was short lived. Common sense finally shining through.
So far, Emily had won four games. And with his current victory, Derek also had four wins under his belt. It was like deja vu. They were going back to exactly what had happened, all those weeks ago back at the motel. They both knew that it would not be a pretty route. And so they quickly decided to switch to another game, being quick about it because they only had around 15 minutes left before the end of their lunch hour. But changing games, did not solve anything.
They flipped coins, they flipped forks. They spun spoons. They had staring contests, which left both of them with red eyes, trying to blink tears out of them.