Page 13 of Win Big

“Huh.” Taylor’s eyebrows pinch together. “How did he react to that?”

“He went and slept in another room.”

“And the next morning?” she prompts. “Was he pissed?”

“No.” I think back. “He was sort of... amused.”

Taylor smiles like a cat who just chowed down on a small yellow bird.

I frown. “What? What’s that look for?”

“You can tell a lot about a man from how he reacts to being, uh, cock blocked.”

“This is true!” Lacey speaks up. “I know Wyatt comes across as kind of...”

“Slutty?” I raise my eyebrows.”

“I don’t like that word.” Lacey taps her chin. “But I know what you’re saying.”

“Anyway, it shows he’s not a dick to women,” Taylor says. “Not that I thought he was. He’s always been nice to me.”

“He’s always been a jerk tome,” I mutter.

“You do kind of push his buttons,” Lacey says.

“I do not! He pushesmybuttons! He’s always arguing with me.”

Lacey and Taylor exchange glances. “Tell us more about the making out,” she suggests gently.

“God. It was hot. And I was really into it, against my better judgment?—”

Lacey cracks up. “Better judgment? Are you kidding me? You’re even businesslike in bed?”

My chin jerks down. “Hey.”

She tilts her head, eyeing me. “Um... that struck a nerve.”

“Are you a dominatrix?” Taylor’s eyes bug out.

My head swivels to lay a stare on her. “No.” I pause. “The opposite.” I make a face.

“Oh! Now we’re getting somewhere.” Lacey waves her fork. “Why do you look like that? It’s okay to submit to a man in bed, Ev. You’re in charge of so much in your everyday life—running the Foundation, trying to fix your family—it’s understandable that you like to give up control when it comes to sex.”

I cover my eyes with one hand. “We don’t really need to talk about this. We never got to the point of having sex.”

“But you wanted to.”

“Yes. I mean, my body wanted to. And... I guess due to the alcohol, my mind gave up telling me it was a bad idea.”

“Yeeeaaah,” Taylor drawls out with a grimace. “Your dad owns the team Wyatt plays for.”

“Right? Terrible idea. Also, I actually don’t like him. He’s an ass. Life’s a big joke for him. All fun, no work. You know what they say.”

“Um, what?” Lacey eyes me.

“All play and no work makes Jack a mere toy.”

Taylor taps her bottom lip. “Hmm. I don’t think that’s how the saying goes.”

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