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A car pulls up. “That’s my Uber. See you later. Thanks.” She turns and walks away, and I watch her sexy little ass wiggle as she walks.

Hmm . . .

Infuriating.

I walk back inside to find the boys all standing at the window, peering out through the curtains at her.

“Holy fuck, she’s hot,” Blake gasps. “Like real fucking hot.”

“Eyes off,” I snap as I sit back down at the card table.

“What does she do?” Bennet asks.

“She’s a nurse.”

“A nurse,” Bennet gasps. “Oh fuck, she can give me a sponge bath anytime.”

“There isn’t enough soap for your dirty dick,” I mutter as I shuffle the cards.

“What hospital?” Blake asks. “I’ve never seen her before.”

“I’m not sure.”

“The bank of Juliet is getting a deposit from me very soon,” Bennet says.

“Not happening.” I begin to deal the cards.

“Give me one good reason.”

“Because she doesn’t take deposits from the bank of tiny cock.”

They laugh.

“And besides.” I pick up my cards and rearrange them in my hand. “I already have an account open at the bank of Juliet.”

“What?” They all gasp. “You do not.”

I smile as I pick up my cigar.

“Details, we want the details.”

“A gentleman never tells.”

“True, but you’re not a gentleman.”

I smile as I stare at my cards. My mind wanders to the delectable Miss Drinkwater. “Double or nothing.”

Juliet

The music is loud, and I dance in a circle with the girls. I am tipsy, tipsier than tipsy. The cocktails are going down way too easy tonight, and I’m having the best time.

“Bathroom?” Leonie shouts.

I nod, and she grabs my hand and leads me through the club to the bathroom. I stumble in and sit down as the stall begins to spin. Oh man . . . no more for me.

I take out my phone and see a missed call.

“Whose number is this?” I call to Leonie in the stall next to me.

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