Page 99 of Panther's Magpie
“Here you guys go. Enjoy,” Rain says as she drops off our drinks.
“Thank you,” we say in unison.
Calloway turns toward me. “Do you want to find a place to sit?”
I shake my head as I fight back a smile. “Actually, I want to see if I can worm my way into a game.”
Calloway’s eyebrows shoot up. “You want to play pool?”
“Yep.”
“Do you know how?”
“I don’t know…only one way to find out.” I brush past him and start walking toward the table. I pause and look over my shoulder. “Are you coming or not?”
PANTHER
Leaning against the wall, I smile.
She’s a goddamn pool shark.
How in the fuck did I never see that coming? My little Magpie is full of surprises, and I fucking love it.
Eagle bows dramatically. “You are the queen of the table.”
Maggie laughs, tilting her head back. God, she’s gorgeous.
“I want a turn,” Prairie, one of our younger members, says.
I shake my head and push off the wall. “Not happening. My girl owes me a dance.” I pull her into my arms, loving the way her hands touch my chest.
“I could use a break. Later, boys,” she says without looking away from me.
We head onto the dance floor and start to move. With one hand right above her ass, I hold her close while the other weaves through the hair at the back of her neck.
“You are full of surprises.”
She winks. “A girl’s got to have her secrets.”
“Where did you learn to play?”
“At my parents’ house. What you saw was a result of a lot of alone time and the internet.”
I hum, loving the way her body moves against mine. I know I just had her a couple of hours ago, but I want her again.
I always fucking want her.
She’s like a goddamn drug, and I’m always itching for my next hit.
“Kiss me,” she demands quietly.
“With pleasure,” I murmur as I bring her face to mine.
Just as our mouths touch, someone clears their throat.
“Sorry, Pres, I need you.”
“Is someone dead?” I ask without opening my eyes.
