Molly
This woman is absolutely desperate. Desperate with confidence.
I force my lips into another smile. “I don't care about Charles either. You can have him. I don't fight for men.”
Maya beams. “Thank you. I knew we would get along. Come on, the third game is about to start and you'll love it.”
She swings the door open cheerfully and walks out with a bounce.
I clench my fists and breathe through my teeth. She is doing this on purpose. She wants to rile me up. And Charles. How could he say something like that to her?
This woman thinks she will win easily. Over my dead body. I want nothing more than to beat her and Charles at least once today.
I inhale deeply, lift my chin and walk out. I am not backing down. Not today. Not to Maya. And definitely not to Charles.
The moment I step
