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I wasn’t sure how Savannah would react to the sudden downshift in conversation, but she just hooted out a laugh. "I’ll help, Cade. I know how to charm a woman."
"You really don’t." I accepted my cards once Cade had dealt them. Peering at the Jack of Spades and Hearts in my hand, I flicked a glance at her. "All I had to do was be a mobster."
Cade blinked. "You liked that about him?"
Savannah wafted a hand after she peered at her cards. "It’s an attractive quality in a man."
Findley’s brows rose. "I’d have thought it was the opposite."
"I’m a lucky man," was all I said to that, and it had each of them laughing.
"Apparently," Lucas agreed.
Savvie huffed. "It’s not that weird."
"It kind of is. Most women don’t like knowing their men kill people for a living," I drawled.
"You don’t kill everyone," she retorted.
"Just the ones who need it." That those words came from Findley had me arching a brow at him. His gaze was calm, resolved, as he stated, "You did me a favor."
There was no mistaking what he was talking about.
"Tony was a jackass," Mickey agreed after he made a bet. "Complete twenty-four-carat bastard."
"You knew him well?" I queried.
Mickey shrugged. "Me and Findley are tight."
"Didn’t know that," I admitted.
"Plenty you don’t know about us," Mickey countered. "Seems like that’s going to change if we’re having poker nights and shit."
Lips twitching, I tipped my beer bottle at him. Savvie beamed a smile at me, her pride shining through loud and clear that I was doing as she wanted—playing nice.I fully intended on tongue-fucking her for that smile later.
Christ, she was beautiful when she was like this.
"You got rid of the poison in the ranks," Findley muttered, "that’s for sure. I owe you for dealing with my dad."
"That bad?"
We shared another glance.
"The worst."
My brow furrowed, but he retreated to his cards as he made a bet.
When Mickey called his cards out, I scraped a hand over my jaw.
I didn’t think I’d be so lucky that every kid and spouse of the traitors would be grateful I took out the trash on their behalf, but Savannah had clearly picked wisely.
We shared a glance, and she mouthed, "I got your back. Always."
In all honesty, I’d already known that.
She’d just rammed that home—without really trying.
Just like she cleaned us out and took home every cent in the pot.
