Sarah narrowed her eyes. "Excuse me? Who do you think you are?"

"A winner," he said with absolute confidence.

That was enough to make Sarah sit down on the bed, grabbing the cards from his hands. "Fine. One round."

One round turned into two, then three. Before they knew it, they were caught up in a heated match, each refusing to back down. Laughter filled the room as they teased each other over wins and losses. Neither noticed how late it had gotten.

At some point, exhaustion took over, and ...