308 Won the War

After his sound defeat in their first round of chess, Nathan put his game face on as they played for another round. Sure enough, he kept his composure, and this time, he actually won. Granted, it was obviously a fluke, but he'll take the win regardless.

"Lucky," Raine scoffed, casually snacking on one of the snacks he brought with him. "You were about to get mated there for a hot second."

"Well, you shouldn't have taken your guard down," Nathan smugly pointed out. "Just because you're clearly better than me means you should play with your food."

"Hey, it's not my fault it's fun to see you squirming while you move your pieces," Raine defended herself in jest as she casually shrugged. "And to your credit, you played better this time. You actually made me sweat a bit."

Nathan could only shake his head at his wife's overconfidence. Then again, she was telling the truth.