"Your move" said Tosh, regretting it as soon as she said it.

She studied Owen as he sat opposite her. She had let her guard down. Something she never did, especially around Owen. Would he notice this opening that she had given him? Would he notice her weakness, exploit it and take her for the first time?

Owen studied her. Looking at her face, he saw something that he had not seen in her before. An uncertainty. A nervousness. He smiled broadly and made his move.

He slid his queen across the chess board towards her king. "Check and mate."