Chapter 874

Vivian pursed her lips, her gaze drifting away. "Is this really the right time for this conversation?"

Ethan took a deep breath, suppressing his turbulent emotions. "My apologies."

"Change the terms," Vivian suddenly curved her lips into a smirk. "If you lose, you give me a shoulder massage."

The memory of those warm hands from their last encounter in the bathroom still lingered. Perhaps this would be her final chance to savor it.

"Deal," Ethan agreed without hesitation.

He'd been craving any excuse to touch her. Winning or losing—either outcome worked in his favor.

The game began.

Vivian moved cautiously, careful not to jostle the tiny life growing inside her. She didn't even dare jump when shooting hoops.

"I win," Ethan announced, his voice laced with triumph.

Vivian muttered under her breath, "Consider it a dog bite."

The man being compared to a dog only laughed harder. If it pleased her, he'd even bark on command.

"I'll owe you," Vivian turned to leave. "Another round?"

"Absolutely," Ethan quickly followed.

The arcade lights pulsed rhythmically as engine roars echoed from the racing simulator section.

"What's the wager this time?" Ethan asked.

Vivian arched an eyebrow. "If I win, the previous bet is void."

"Agreed," Ethan's gaze burned intensely. "If I win, you spend the night with me."

"What?" Her eyes widened.

"Just sleeping," he raised his hands in surrender. "I promise not to touch you."

The man was insatiable. Jumping from kisses straight to sharing a bed.

Gritting her teeth, Vivian accepted. She refused to believe she'd lose twice in a row.

On the motorcycle simulators, they were evenly matched. Ethan didn't hold back this time—he knew Vivian despised being patronized.

She'd always been a queen who fought with skill, not pity.

At the final curve, Vivian executed a perfect drift, leaving Ethan half a bike length behind.

"Viv!" Ethan suddenly called out.

"Hmm?"

"Your phone's ringing."

"What?"

That split-second distraction was all he needed to cross the finish line first.

"Tonight then," he grinned like the cat that got the cream.

"You cheated!" Vivian stomped her foot in frustration.