Your Bed or Mine?. Kate Hoffmann

Burtbert Snow Bowl. In the tradition of our annual summer Toilet Bowl football game, we have decided to bring back the time-honored trophy.” He pulled a toilet plunger from behind his back and everyone laughed and clapped, surprised to see the trophy after so long.

      “The last time this was awarded was eleven years ago last summer and, according to the inscription, it was won by the Lamberts.”

      “On a touchdown run by Caley,” Jake said. He looked at her. “Remember? Adam threw you the ball and you just took off down the field. No one could catch you.”

      She gave him an odd look. “I don’t remember that.”

      Jake shrugged. “I do. It was a great play.”

      He slowly walked around the perimeter of the crowd as Brett went over the rules, stopping when he stood behind Caley. His gaze fixed on Sam and Emma. “They look happy,” he murmured. “What do you think?”

      Caley glanced over her shoulder at him. “Yes,” she replied.

      Brett pointed to the list of winners, written on the wooden handle with a marker. “Our captains today will be Sam and Emma. By my count, we’ve got even teams with Evan’s wife, Marianne, and Ann’s husband, John, so no one has to sit out.”

      Teddy disagreed. “We have three guys and three girls and you’ve got four guys and two girls. You call that even?”

      “John just had knee surgery last year,” Brett said. “And Marianne played college soccer. I’d say it’s even.”

      The coin was flipped and the game began. Brett played quarterback for the Burton team and when he went out for a long pass to Ann, Caley stepped out in front of her and snagged an interception.

      She started off down the sideline and Jake took off after her, making up the distance between them in a few seconds. He grabbed Caley around the waist and picked her up off her feet, then fell into the snow near the goal line, taking the impact with his body.

      They’d played in this rough-and-tumble fashion when they were kids and back then it had been fun. But now, lying beneath Caley, her body stretched out on top of his, the game had taken on a sexual element.