“Don’t say a word,” she warned him lightly. “You lost the bet, so I get to pick what we watch for this week.”

She and Hayden were in their favorite sitting room, curled together on the couch. Myla had her legs tucked beneath her, a bowl of popcorn forgotten on the table as she focused intently on the cliché chick-flick romance series on the television screen. Hayden sat beside her, clearly enduring the movie rather than enjoying it.

Hayden sighed. “I still maintain the rules were ...