Some girl saved him in Egypt? One day Melody would have to ask for more details on that. At the minimum it was an interesting story, at its worst it was a woman Ben was involved with. Though, maybe it was best she didn't know who Ben was involved with outside of her.

"The same. They made assumptions and I left it at that. If not for Samuel's appearance I don't think they would've known it was to you." That day was forever seared into her memories. Not that she particularly desired to relive the events with him now.

Her heart stopped as she realized what color he played. Melody didn't have any other red cards except that one, and she had just used the only spade in her hand. Her cheeks flushed scarlet, her palms turned clammy. "I ... er. I don't...I don't have a card to play. Do I draw one?" The lie was obvious, she knew it. Surely, Ben would realize why she wouldn't want to play the card?