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This game was mine. There was not much chance that Throttle would beat me unless he had a horseshoe shoved up his butt.
“I’d bet again, but I know you’d all have to fold,” Throttle chuckled. He nodded to Dice to his left. “You first, brother.”
“Fuck this shit,” Dice muttered. He turned over his cards, and he had a pair of fives.
“I think I did a little better than that,” Compass snickered. He laid down three queens.
“Son of a bitch,” Smoke grumbled. He tossed down his cards and stood. “I fucking hate this game.” The best he had was three nines in his hand.
I was next. I took a deep breath and turned over my cards.
Fade whistled low and tossed down his cards face up. “I can’t even come close to competing for that,” he muttered. He had three eights.
It was down to Throttle beating me.
Throttle shrugged and frowned at his cards. “Well, I have to say you really are putting up a good fight, doll.” He laid down his cards and sat back with a shit-eating grin on his face. “But it wasn’t good enough.”
I looked down at his cards, and my blood boiled. “How?” I shouted.
The man had a fucking royal flush.
“Maybe you shouldn’t try to play with the big boys.” He gathered up the last pot and added it to a large pile in front of him. “Better luck next time.” He winked and stuck a toothpick in the corner of his mouth.
How on earth did he manage to get that? I should have won that hand. “Cheater!” I blurted.
“And now Dove has fully experienced what it is like to play poker with Throttle,” Yarder chuckled. He was seated at the bar with Compass sitting next to him. “He’s been kicking our asses for years, babe. We don’t know how he does it, but he always wins.”
“Not all of the time,” Throttle shrugged. “I’m pretty sure you guys won a few hands, too.”
I rolled my eyes and stretched my arms over my head. “Yeah, but then you came back and took all of our money,” I complained.
Sloane walked into the common room with Aero next to her. “So, did she kick all of your asses?”
“Not likely,” Aero mumbled.
Sloane scrunched her nose up at Aero. “I will have you know that Dove used to play semi-professional poker through college.”
“A ringer?” Compass called. “That’s not fair at all.”
“It wouldn’t have been fair if she would have won more than two hands,” Throttle smirked.
Oh, that man drove me crazy.
How could he be so handsome and sexy and then, when he talks, be such a jerk? It was like he didn’t like me, but I didn’t know why he wouldn’t. Sure, I had disappeared for those two weeks, and the club searched for me, but I didn’t ask for that. If I would have known that Sloane would sic the club on me, I would have called her and told her what was going on.
“Tomorrow night, I demand a redo.” I needed to get to an ATM and get some more cash. I hadn’t been joking when I said I was broke. He had even taken my emergency forty dollars I kept in my phone case.
“Oh,” Sloane called. “We could order pizza and have a game night.”
“Dear god,” Pirate mumbled.
“Or Chinese,” she suggested.
“Babe,” Aero chuckled. He buried his face in her neck and whispered something in her ear. Her cheeks turned pink, and she gripped his arm.
“We can’t do that all night,” she hissed at him.
Oh, sweet, sweet, Sloane. Even after all of those romance books she read, she was still surprised by all of the dirty things Aero wanted to do with her.
