Page 19 of Fight

Her stormy eyes flicker with mischief. She’s got a wickedstreak. "Boldness with fear is courage. Boldness without fear is confidence."

I narrow my eyes at her. “So are you feeling courageous or confident?”

“Are y’all gonna fuck or play your hands? The rest of us are waiting on a new deal. Let’s wrap this up.”

Her cheeks heat, and I chuckle, then throw the bag of Cheetos on the pile and drop my cards to show the full house—sevens and queens.

She drops her hand. “Jacks full of queens.”

“Scottie’s a sniper,” Caleb jokes.

I shrug and push my cards to Prescott since it’s her turn to deal. She looks quite pleased with her new winnings.

Confidence?

Scottie

I’ll never tell.

I peer across the table at her, and she darts her eyes away when I briefly glimpse at the two cards she dealt me. Nothing good.

I’m stealing that caramel corn.

Scottie

I’ll share.

Yeah? Picnic later?

Scottie

Haha sure.

Maybe we can get a chance to talk not over text.

This time, I feel her eyes on me, and it feels good.

Scottie

“Talk” huh?

Scout’s honor.

Scottie

Were you a boy scout?

I’m always prepared, if that’s what you mean.

Scottie

Flirt.

Just with pretty EMTs.

Scottie

Oh, Matt gets this treatment too?

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