Abel toyed with the dice with his fingers, his peach-blossom eyes smilingly fixed on Betty's face.
"My Little Betty, when are you planning to become a woman?"
Betty felt her cheeks heat up.
"None of your business!"
Abel lazily leaned back against the sofa.
"Don't forget, we're playing a game right now. You have to answer the questions head-on."
"Hmph!" Betty pursed her lips and reached for the cup, "I concede!"
With a tilt of her head, she downed a glass of wine.
"Again!"
Grabbing Abel's dice, Betty tossed them into the bowl once more.
Thirteen points.
She grinned triumphantly.
Abel picked up the dice and casually threw them.
Sixteen points.
"Are you kidding me?" Betty glanced at his fingers, "Are you cheating?"
Abel laughed, "No! Don't believe me... want to strip me bare and check?!"
"No interest," Betty replied with an eye roll of disdain, "Ask."
"Same question as before."
She extended her hand.
"I'll drink."
