Sheppard looked up from his copy of The Cursed Child and shook his head, a grin on his face.  âI donât think strip poker is the best idea in the middle of a coffee shop, so we better stick to the regular version.  But I warn you, Iâm a pretty good liar.â
âA little shy?â she teased lightly, though the offer had been more of a joke than anything. âThe regular version suits me just fine.â Quickly she began shuffling with swift movements, an eyebrow rising. âAre you now? Then I guess weâll just have to see which one of us is better.â


















