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“War. Gin.” He takes them out of the box and removes the Jokers before shuffling them. “I’m not really sure how to play anything else.”
“War then.”
Deacon divides the cards in half and we draw from the top, slapping them down on the table as we flip them over. First his Ace takes my three, then my ten takes his five, and so on. When we both draw a Queen, we put our three cards face down on the table, and draw again.
“Another tie?” I stare down at a pair of nines. “Now what?””
“Another war.” Deacon puts three more cards down, waiting for me to do the same, then we draw the tie-breaker.
“Yes.” He pumps his fist when my seven falls to his ten, collecting nearly twenty cards in one round.
“I didn’t realize you took War so seriously.” I flip another card and lay it on the table, which he adds to his pile after laying down a higher one.
“I’m competitive.”
“You know this game is based on chance, not skill, right?” I take the two cards we’ve just laid down. “There isn’t really a competition here. But we could make it competitive. Or at the very least more interesting.”
He arches a wary brow in my direction as I grab my phone. “Here it is.” I turn the screen toward him.
“We are not playing Truth or Dare.” He shakes his head firmly back and forth.
“Oh, come on. It’ll be fun.”
“No.”
“Please?” I push my lower lip out for dramatic effect.
Deacon leans forward to look at the screen. “At least three of these dares involve kissing.”
“So? It’s not like we haven’t done that before.”
“I said no touching,” he reminds me of the rules from last night.
“It only applies to three cards.” I scan the list of truths and dares associated with each. “Odds are we won’t even draw those.”
“Playing with fire again, Tiff.” He shakes his head slowly back and forth, eyes never leaving mine.
“This is our Vegas, Deacon.”
“Fuck.” He scrubs a hand over his face, and I know I’ve got him.
“How do you even know about this game?” he asks as I re-shuffle the cards.
“I heard some people talking about it over drinks one time.”
“So, I was right,” he mumbles.
“About what?” I pause mid-shuffle.
“I told Cade that bar would corrupt you more than I ever could.”
I tilt my head to the side. “Why…”
“Just deal the cards,” he barks.
Chapter 13
Deacon
