“Of course.” Archer had somehow never played Monopoly. An only child, no cousins around his age … He never had the chance, although he felt like he had a pretty good idea how it went and doubted this bunch would make it through the whole game, even tonight.

When they got to the cabin, Archer was surprised to see all of the dancers there, including Mateo. The Monopoly board was set up on the battered coffee table with the mismatched furniture pulled around it and cushions scattered on the floor so there was enough seating for all sixteen of them. Ben and Beau were cuddled up in an armchair with Gage and River next to them on the ground. The couch on one side was full, as was the love seat. Betty sat at one end of the second sagging couch and Mateo at the other. The only seating left for Caleb and Archer was to squish in between them.

Archer sat next to Mateo, who was wearing loose-fitting black shorts and a soft berry blue T-shirt that turned his eyes to an inky midnight black.

“Didn’t think I’d see you here,” Archer said, trying to settle with an inch of space between them.

Mateo raised an eyebrow at him. “Why not?”

Archer wanted to snort. “You don’t seem like the type to play board games.”

“Oh, you’re not allowed to miss Game Night,” Mateo said seriously, but the corner of his mouth twitched.

Dominik stood. He had freshly shaved his head that morning and his mohawk was extra pointy. “Welcome to the first Game Night of the season! Listen up: You drink every time you buy a property. If you go to jail, you finish your drink. Free parking is a thing, and if you win it, everyone else drinks. Every time you build a hotel, you get to make someone else drink. Otherwise, you know what to do.”

Now that Archer knew it was Drinking Monopoly, Game Night made more sense. Then he examined the game board more closely. “We’re playing … Star Wars Monopoly?”

Dominik grinned. “Fuck yeah, we are. This is my board. Okay, so there’s only eight pieces—I lost the Threepio—and since there’s sixteen of us, we have to play with partners. Can we go in pairs like how we’re sitting?” He pointed around the table, pairing them off … and Archer was with Mateo.

Caleb rumbled in annoyance. Archer sighed inwardly, wondering what on earth possessed him to sit next to Mateo. Then again, Caleb and Mateo would probably have been a worse team.

“I’m Boba Fett,” Dominik announced, lunging for that game piece.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” Seta piped up. “Why do you get first pick of the pieces?”

“It’s my board.”

Rather than argue, a flurry of hands scrambled for the other pieces, but Mateo managed to snatch one right away.

“Leia, huh?” Archer wanted to smile.