Serena’s POV
I leaned back against the couch, my arms crossed as I eyed Rhett. “Look, you’re a jerk, but… thanks for earlier.”
Rhett blinked, then smirked. “For saving you from the bathroom?”
I huffed. “Yes. Even though you probably just did it because you were bored.”
He chuckled. “Let’s play a game,” he handed me a game controller.
I sat stiffly beside Rhett, my fingers hovering over the game controller as the chaotic kitchen scene on the screen blazed to life.
Pots overflowed, dishes burned, and tiny animated chefs scrambled in disarray.
“You’ve never played before?” Rhett asked, lounging back into the couch, one arm slung over the backrest.
I had agreed to play a game with him in order to thank him for rescuing me from the Gamma.
I frowned at the screen, my face se
