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I bit my bottom lip and batted my lashes at him. I played with the collar of his shirt as his eyes darted to my mouth. “Are you sure about that?”

I ran my hands down his chest, enjoying the feel of his defined muscles.

This can definitely work.

His Adam's apple bobbed as he brought his eyes back up to mine. “Oh yeah, baby. It's on.”

His friends came back with a round of cinnamon whiskey. We took the shots, and I flinched as the liquor burned down my throat.

So much for not getting fucked up tonight.

The boys won the next game, so Hannah and Meghan went to buy the next round of drinks.

Rhett strutted over to me with a cocky smirk. “Told ya so, sweetheart. Your feminine wiles won't work anymore.”

I cocked my hip and placed a hand on it. “We'll see about that.”

When Meghan and Hannah came back with the drinks, I called the girls over to discuss our game plan. “We have to bring out the big guns, girls. This is the tie-breaking game.”

Meghan nodded. “Girl-on-girl action.”

I smiled. “Yep. Nina, you game?”

A mischievous grin tipped the corner of her lips. “Hell yeah. Let's show those boys who's boss.”

Nina racked the balls, pushing her boobs out. Rhett's two friends were ogling her as she set up the table. Rhett cleared his throat. “Jake, your break.”

Jake and the other guy were both staring at Nina's ass as she sauntered away.

Rhett lightly shoved his friend. “Dude, focus.”

Jake shook his head, as if coming out of a stupor. As he bent over to line up his shot, Meghan and Hannah started making out at the opposite end of the table.

Jake took his shot, hitting the cue ball on the side and sending it into the wall of the table. It ricocheted into the cluster of balls, but only a few of them moved.

Giggling, I internally cheered at his miss. My eyes met Rhett's as he shook his head with a laugh.

I circled the table, looking for the perfect shot. As I picked the ball I wanted, I felt a large, firm body come up against me from behind.

“You want to play dirty, sweetheart?” He gruffly whispered in my ear, pressing his impressive erection against my ass. “I can play dirty.”

I gasped as heat flooded me. I was liking Rhett more and more, even with Ford lingering at the back of my mind. But my forbidden biker didn't want me, so there was no point dwelling on him.

Glancing over my shoulder at Rhett, I clucked my tongue. “Excuse me, it's my turn to take a shot. Please step back.”

Rhett put up his hands with a smirk and backed away. I wasn't about to let him play me at my own game, so I shook the delicious thoughts of riding him like a naughty cowgirl and focused on my shot.

I sank the nine ball, then looked up at him with a teasing grin and winked. “Guess we're stripes, girls.”

I made the eleven ball next but missed the shot after that. Rhett smirked and readied for his shot, so I gestured to Nina for phase two with a subtle head nod.

Nina came over with two shots as I stood on the opposite side of the pool table from Rhett. As he leaned over to line up his play, Nina “accidentally” spilled one of the shots all over my neck and cleavage.

I gasped from the sensation, making Rhett glance up at me.

Nina set the glasses down on a nearby bar table and made a scene as she fawned over me. “I'm so sorry, Dee. I can’t believe how clumsy I am.”

I smiled coyly at my friend. “I guess it's a body shot now.”

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