Sandra was growing restless as the night moved on and it wasn’t even late that she’d go home can crawl into her bed. Besides, she wasn’t even sleepy and her mind was taking Friday night into consideration as if it’s a party night. So even if she crawled in to her bed, sleep won’t come easy to her. She had a little fun with Nic as she strangled his throat and he did a make believe act of being strangled. She then came around to sit down and drink from her beer bottle, as if she was their boy. She practically was.<br/><br/>She nodded with pride when Declan made a true valid point about her skills at poked. She had learned to play the game from her father who hosted poker night few times a month where his friends would come over and play for hours. She picked up skills and mastered it over the years by joining them at the table too. Of course, the boys had tasted their defeat before and Declan remembered it very well. She shrugged her shoulders, “I mean if you guys want, sure…we can play. Though I will add a condition…” she grunted and leaned forward, knowing none of the boys will agree for sure and that was her way to eliminate that game option, “…if you all lose, you will all strip to nothing and walked around the building to the supermarket and come back here.<br/><br/>She gave them all a wicked grin, carefully wanting to capture the look on their faces, “Yea..that’s right. That’s what I thought….chickens.” She then made a chicken sound and flopped back in her seat. None of the guys were denying the fact that they all were checking her out and for some reason, it made her feel good. “So if you want…” she looked at Nic and then other guys, “…to see this romper come off, I am afraid you guys are going have to try way harder.” Of course she was joking and taking her clothes off was not on the table. Unless something happens that convinces her otherwise.<br/><br/>“Ohh?” she reacted hearing Nic’s comment about them three being naked with her being the only girl around, “I would say I’d hire you all when it’s my bachelorette party!” She giggled and added, “And that would be like in 20 years!” she said expressing her not being interested in marrying someone so soon. She yet had to find the right guy. Speaking of which, Nic was just getting on the right tracks here, listening to him attentively to what he was saying now, what seemed like his feelings towards her along with others.<br/><br/>She had to wrap her mind around to what he was saying first and then sum it up, likely to repeat it to understand what exactly he was saying, leaning forward, “So you are saying that I look for you guys in ONE guy that I date?” She knew deep down they made her feel good and that’s why she came running to them when she needed to talk to someone or just being around them solves lot of her problems. She then heard him tell how she is the he seeks in other girls just because they cannot cross that line with her. And then saw Al get offended when Nic included them in his conversation, referring them as well as if they all felt the same about her. She wanted to ask them all, including Dec, if they shared similar reasoning as Nic did. Though she was sure Nic was right when Al freaked out and got up to leave. She leaned forward, “So you are running away because you agree with Nic or too shy to admit it yourself?” She looked at Al as his back was facing them now and then looked up at Dec. She still wasn’t sure how to react to hearing all this but she was just trying to get some facts straight for now.<br/>