Page 122 of Perfect Enough

I glanced up and narrowed my eyes at him. “Yes, Ihavebeen following the game.”

“I love her,” someone said from behind me. I think it was Lily, or maybe Rose.

Nate stood beside Josh and said, “Dude, if you don’t marry her, I will.”

“Hush!” Kaylee shouted. “The girl is concentrating.”

“Mom!” Josh admonished, staring at his mother. “Are you rooting for her or me?”

She waved her hand to quiet him.

I focused back on the table, put my finger on the Oreo, and did a few little practice pushes before I let it go.

Then I straightened—and watched as it rolled directly to the money cup.

When it landed in the cup, I jumped up and down as I cried out and pointed around the room. “Yes! Take that! I won! I won!”

Lily came running over and hugged me, along with Lincoln, Rose, Avery, Kaylee, and Timberlynn. Taking my hands in hers, Kaylee and I jumped around in a circle, laughing.

“I won!”

“You won!” Kaylee shouted.

“Okay, okay,” Josh said as he pushed through the women to get to me. Leaning over, I rested my hands on my knees to catch my breath. I needed to do more cardio if that small celebration wore me out.

Josh looked at me with a smirk on his handsome face. “You never told me how much you liked to win.”

I shrugged. “You never asked.”

He laughed and pulled me to him, hugging me. Cheers erupted around the room, and soon there was talk of another game.

Nate walked up to us, laughing. “Sophia, you will have no problem fitting into this family.”

I felt my cheeks heat. “Thank you, Nate.”

Turning to Josh, Nate hit his chest. “You better put a ring on that finger, and fast.”

Josh looked at me and winked.

“Next up! Pictionary!” Lincoln called out.

“Oh, IlovePictionary!”

At least four people called out that they wanted me on their team. Josh held up his hands. “No! No, you arenotstealing her from me. That’s where I draw the line.” Then he whispered to me, “Are you good at Pictionary?”

“Well,” I said with a smug look. “I hate to brag, but Iampretty darn good at it.”

He nodded. “Yep, you’re on my team.”

And an hour later, Josh and I were crowned the winners of Pictionary.

I kicked off my shoes and fell back onto the sofa. “I am so tired.”

Josh laughed and sat next to me. “Now, imagine doing that once a week.”

Turning to look at him, my mouth fell open. “No way.”

“Yeah, before all the great grandbabies started appearing, we had family game night once a week. Now it’s once a month.”