Page 20 of Purr For Me
He was sure the sly look she sent him wasn’t meant to be flirtatious, but it touched off his desire for her nonetheless. Try as he might, he couldn’t keep his gaze from straying to her shapely ass as he followed her.
A pool table opened up as they neared, and Kade quickly claimed it. He put quarters in and the balls rolled into the open slot. “Do you want to rack them?” he asked Lexie.
“No, you go ahead.”
Once Kade was finished, he rolled the white cue ball to the head of the table. “You break.”
While he’d been racking the balls, Lexie had chosen a pool stick from the ones lining the wall and rubbed chalk over the tip. “Sure.”
Kade lifted the rack and stepped back. Lexie situated the cue ball on the head spot and leaned over. Kade’s body heated when the movement stretched her tank top across her breasts, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of cleavage. To distract himself, he went to pick out his own stick and reined in his libido.
Lexie shot the cue ball down the table. It hit the 1-ball dead-on with a loud crack and the other balls scattered. The striped 10-ball zoomed into a corner pocket, and Lexie flashed Kade a cocky grin. “I got stripes.”
“Lucky break,” he responded.
“Nothing lucky about it.”
“We’ll see.”
When Lexie made two more shots in quick succession, Kade knew he was in for a battle. She sank another ball before scratching.
Kade laughed at her flub, but she just shrugged and said, “I thought you’d like a turn.”
“Sure you did. You might as well sit down now that it’s my turn.”
“Nah. I don’t think I’ll be waiting very long.”
Jibes and a lot of laughter accompanied the rest of the game. When Lexie had two balls left, both of which sat near a side pocket, she re-chalked her cue.
Kade watched as she paced around the table, considering her next shot. She moved gracefully, her hips swaying a little with each step. While she concentrated, she chewed on her bottom lip, which got Kade thinking about kissing her again.
Finally, she said, “Eleven-ball, corner pocket, and the nine-ball in the side pocket,” pointing at each of the corresponding pockets.
“Getting tricky now, hmm?” Kade commented.
“I warned you,” she said in a singsong voice.
“Yeah, yeah. Just take your shot.”
Strains of electric guitar permeated the air as Lexie took careful aim. She thrust her stick forward and the cue ball streaked across the table. It hit the two striped balls, which fired off in opposite directions, each hitting their intended pockets.
Lexie let out a triumphant whoop while Kade groaned in dismay. “Shit! I can’t believe you made that shot.”
“Believe it, babe, ’cause it just happened!”
Kade laughed at her retort, glad that she was having fun. “Yeah, well, it ain’t over yet. Still have to sink that eight-ball,babe.”
In response, Lexie pointed at the far corner pocket with her cue. “Eight-ball, corner pocket.”
Seconds later, Kade shook his head when the black ball dropped into the pocket.
Lexie came around the table and held out her hand, palm up. “Pay up, Kade. Time for me to collect my money and be on my way.”
Kade was having a great time, and he didn’t want Lexie to leave yet. “Not so fast. Let’s go again.”
Lexie’s confident smile flashed as she shrugged a shoulder. “Okay. You must like losing money. If I agree to another game, what are we playing for?”
“Let’s up the stakes,” he replied, stepping a little closer. “If you win, I’ll pay you thirty bucks, but if I win, you have dinner with me.”
