Let her win

You take your shot, bouncing it off the wall and back to almost its original position as you fake a loud, dramatic sigh.

"Dammit," you say.

Caoimhe moves in close, aiming her pool cue into position. She stakes her shot, sinking the eight ball.

"Bingo," she smiles. "Who's inexperienced now?"

"Well done," you say. "You handle the cue well."

"I do, don't I?"

You put the pool cue to the side, leaning in close enough to Caoimhe to feel her warm breath on your face.

"So..." you say.

"So?" she asks back.

"Do you want to know what you won?" you ask softly.

"Tell me," Caoimhe says back, her lips centimeters away from yours.

"Fuck her on the table!" a voice yells.

You both turn, seeing a trio of girls watching intently from one of the couches. Caoimhe blushes bright red as you swear.

"Do you want to find somewhere more private, Caoimhe?"

"I know Beth has a bottle of Jack Daniels in the room.It's nearly nightfall, we could wait until the sun's down and sneak out to the lake, if you want."

"Perfect," you smile.