Games night . . . when we both win!

Away in a cabin with no TV, internet or phone signal. Just a crackling fire and large soft rug stretched across the floor. We searched the stack of board games, knowing what ever we played was only to build our tension, whilst we finished the wine and were ready to get into bed and get wild. 

Then I saw a odd mix of dice. Varied shapes and colours. Interesting drawings on each side. He saw them too. Our eyes met, then we smiled. With a quick scull of the wine, games night had commenced.