Page 76 of Rebound With Me
“Really?”
“Hell yeah really.”
“I don’t want to bore you.”
“Well, I don’t want to tire you out.”
“You don’t. Not at all.”
“Good. You don’t bore me.”
“But I’m such a lame nerd.”
“You’re my favorite lame nerd ever. I totally geek out over you.”
This seems to make her pretty happy. “I did bring a little something along, just in case it rained.” She gets up for her purse.
“If it’s handcuffs, you are officially not lame, not even close.”
She reaches inside the bag, fishes around, for something, shaking her head.
“It’s gummy bears, isn’t it?”
“I do have them, you want some?”
“Maybe later.”
She pulls out a deck of cards and holds them up. “Still lame?”
“Depends. What’d you have in mind? Go Fish? Slapjack?”
“Possibly. Or…”
After beating my ass at Blackjack twenty times, she suggests Texas Hold’em. I tell her I’d rather play Go Fish, because it’s something I play regularly with Charlie and if she beats me at that somehow I’ll feel like I can retain a little dignity, more so than if she wins at poker. After last night, if I can’t leave this place with my dignity in tact, and a sense that I deserve this woman, then I don’t even want to know what that’ll do to me.
