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“Okay, I admit defeat. Go ahead. Ask away.” He let her gather up the cards while she was either thinking or pretending to be.
“Are you rich?” June didn’t miss a beat. She waited patiently, eyebrow arched.
Of course. Of course she’d ask the one damn question that I didn’t want her to. Brock swallowed hard but managed to keep it calm and cool and put together. At least he hoped he did. He was screaming on the inside.
“Maybe that’s rude,” June amended after a few seconds of uncomfortable silence ticked on. “It’s just that Jaz and Mandy insist you must have money. You rented out that whole ranch, bought us expensive show tickets, and this room is nice. It’s okay if you do and it’s okay if you don’t. I actually don’t know why I even asked. There’s no maybe about it. It was rude. It- it wouldn’t make a difference if you are or aren’t. I know you probably don’t believe me, but things like that aren’t actually high up on my list of priorities. Humor, intelligence, wit…” Her eyes strayed over him and her face flushed. “Uh- those are way more important than having money. Most guys with money are assholes, since they think they can lord it over a woman if she doesn’t have it and turn her into a whore.”
Brock forced a laugh. “Is that how it works?” June shrugged. “Well, I get by comfortably. I have enough.”
“But no mansion or castle in the sky or anything?”
“Nope, I’m afraid not.”
June nodded. She began to shuffle the cards, since it was her turn to deal. “That’s good. If you did, and we stayed married, I’d probably just use you for the money anyway, if you had it.” Her smile told him there was no way that was the case and he relaxed at her wit. Humor somehow made everything easier to swallow.
Or maybe it was just the fact that June deftly shuffled those cards like she obviously knew what she was doing, and her beautiful fingers dealt them out without missing a beat. God, he wanted to take those fingers into his mouth. He wanted them on his body. He wanted to do things to her, touch her, taste her, claim her, be inside of her.
Fuck. Why the hell did I suggest cards when I should have suggested any one of those instead?
June’s pupils dilated. Her tongue swept out to wet her lips, like she knew what he was thinking. She coyly set the deck down on the bed and flipped and spread five cards. She looked at her cards slowly, peaking at them like they were sitting at a real table.
Her brow lifted, taunting him. Her eyes flicked to the front of his pants where his cock was currently serving as a tent pole. She knew exactly what she was doing to him.
“You first?”
“Ladies first.”
She slipped up her cards and damn, she had a seven and a nine and it just happened that there on the bed, was an eight, ten, jack. Maybe she had horseshoes up her ass.
“Looks like I won again.” June threw the cards in a pile and waited for him to gather them up. “I want to know about your family.”
“My family… hmm. That’s a hard one. There isn’t much to tell. My mom and dad wish I would settle down, like I said. They want grandchildren. They weren’t overly strict growing up. I have a lot of good childhood memories. We were an average family, middle class. Dad worked at an office, my mom went back to work when I turned eight. She was a secretary and did admin work. She uh- got her certificate after I was born. Took night classes while my dad watched me, which was interesting, to say the least. She was a good mom. Always on the PTA and all that. Forced my dad to watch my Christmas concerts and go to Parent Teacher Interviews.”
“Were you good growing up? Or were you a bunch of trouble like most boys? I have younger brothers, so I know how it is.”
Brock laughed while he shuffled. “I don’t know. I guess I got into average trouble. The worst thing my friends and I ever did was spray paint the school with a bunch of friends. We drew uh- phallic objects- all over the brick walls. We got in shit for it too. Had to scrub it all off and stay after school to do extra school work and janitorial duties.”
“Oh. They put you to work to pay for your mistakes?” June’s lips twitched in amusement.
“That they did. My mom was so mad. My best friend, John and I never did anything like that again. I didn’t want to break my mom’s heart. She was so disappointed in me. That was the worst part.”
