I’ll give her credit for a gutsy, last-resort move. She has been trying to get with him for months, and every time he gently refuses her. There are only four women at this get-together, so she had a decent shot of getting picked. Too bad for her, that bottle stopped spinning while pointed at me instead. I put on a good show of being the hesitant good-sport, just like I did when she suggested the amateurish game.
“Come on! It will be fun. Just like in high school.” She had said. He had to have known what she was attempting, but he did have a good shot at getting one of the other three. Being a few drinks in didn’t hurt either. So he agreed, and let her blindfold him and leave him waiting in his bedroom.
What she didn’t know was that, like her, I want him. I hadn’t let a single hint show to him, though. I like a bold move, and was waiting for the right moment. She had unknowingly given me just that. But unlike her, I had gotten his signals clearly, and knew he wouldn’t refuse me.