Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart by Hayley

Chapter 59

Sarah's

POV

The air between us still felt charged as Richard and I said goodnight that evening. I had pecked him on the cheeks.

Thinking about it made my cheeks turn red, It was as if we were high school crushes. But the next day, I knew I had to keep things light-too much, too soon would be overwhelming. So, I texted Zoe and a couple of other friends about a game night. As soon as the idea popped into my head, it felt perfect. I could already imagine Richard's reaction. The late afternoon rolled around, and I set out snacks and grabbed a stack of board games and cards, feeling a strange excitement to see how he'd handle the night. When he knocked on the door, I opened it to find him standing there, looking a little out of his element.

"Game night?" he asked, glancing inside with a slightly raised eyebrow.

"Game night!" I replied, waving him in.

"Wait... what kind of games?"

"Not the Monopoly type, if that's what you're worried about," I teased, closing the door behind him. "More like charades and maybe some Pictionary."

He let out a relieved sigh, giving me a grin. "Good, because I still haven't recovered from the last time I played Monopoly. I think I'm banned from then house."

Just then, Zoe and Matt walked in, bringing laughter with them. After the introductions, we settled on the couches, starting off with a safe choice-charades.

imagining Richard doing something

me a look that was part-amused, part-exasperated. "Is this even possible?" "You're up

playfully and stepped into the middle of the room, taking

second of this. Slowly, Richard raised one hand as if he were conducting

clearly said, *Really?* He hunched his shoulders, making

his head as if peering over a ledge. He paused,

on his leg. "A spy on a

around an imaginary corner, then

squinted, trying to piece it together, until something clicked. "Oh! Are you a...

motioning for me to keep going. "Trying to

"Thank you!" He slumped onto the couch, wiping pretend sweat off his brow. "That was way harder than it

in. Seeing

discovering a new piece of him, one I hadn't seen before-a Richard who was playful, who could laugh at himself, who wasn't just the serious

I'd go all in. Without hesitation, I grabbed a hairbrush from the coffee table, using it as a makeshift microphone, and belted

guessed, leaning forward with a smile that felt warmer

replied, sitting back down. My heart was racing from the ridiculous performance, but I could feel a

up, I felt like I'd

Zoe and Matt left, Richard stayed behind, hands in his

was... surprisingly fun," he admitted, a little sheepishly. "I

you just needed a little push," I teased, leaning against the doorframe. "Who knew Mr. Serious could actually be a lot