Don't Game Me (Game Lords Book 2) by Zoe Forward

Author:Zoe Forward [Forward, Zoe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-08-11T18:30:00+00:00

Hours later, Becca giggled next to Tori as they perused a gossip magazine’s opinion of the worst dressed movie stars attending a movie premiere. Becca never read these magazines, but the stories were so ridiculous they were funny. She sipped her mimosa and pointed to a red feather dress.

“The dress makes the poor girl look like a red pigeon.” Tori laughed so hard she dabbed her eyes. She wiggled her electric blue painted toenails. “Wonder if they’re dry yet?”

“That color…” Becca laughed.

“Hey, you only live once. Why not?” Tori tested a finger on the paint and made a face.

Emma swatted at her hand. “Fingers off. Another few minutes.”

“Oh my Lordy Lord,” one of the other bridesmaids announced, waving a magazine in the air. “Did you guys see this?” She rotated to display the magazine featuring Jake half dressed in Milan.

“Yeah, I saw that one,” Emma said with an eye roll. “He tried to keep it out of the office last week. No luck on that.”

Tori chuckled. “It was plastered all over the NJ Legacy break room. Noah couldn’t stop laughing.”

Becca stared at the cover, which reminded her of playing Zoneworld Warrior with him.

The girl flipped to the article. “Listen to this: Part Chris Evans and part James Dean, Jake Allen seems set on revolutionizing the gaming industry while dressed like James Bond on a mission. There’s usually a Bond girl on the elbow of this digital maverick, with no indication his bachelor days will end soon.”

“I think that’s overstating it a little bit,” Tori interrupted. “He seems so different at the office. So serious. I’ve heard he’s taken a lot of girls home over the years, but, knowing him now it’s hard to imagine he’s one of those player guys.”

Emma said, “Jake likes to think he’s a player. Deep down, he’s not. He’s commitment phobic, which is different. The man wouldn’t know he had something great with a woman if it bit him in the ass. He’ll never realize it until he loses her forever.”

Becca frowned at Tori, who only grinned back.

“I didn’t know you were philosophical, Em. Especially not about your boss.” Tori smiled. “Do you have a crush on him?”

Emma’s eyes went wide. “Hell, no. I’d kick him in the nuts if he laid a single finger on me. He’s not my type.”

“Becca, you’re lucky you nailed him down,” said the bridesmaid with the magazine. “He’s so hot.” She rotated to show everyone the two-page spread of Jake. “I just want to tear off that shirt and get a look at the tattoos.” She fanned herself with the magazine.

“We’re not an item. Seriously. Definitely, not a thing,” Becca gritted out, even though her mind granted her a thorough visual replay of his sexy ink.

Tori picked at her nails and bit her lip against a smile. “I think my toes are finally dry. Time for hair.”

Thank you, Tori, for ending this conversation.

As they exited the nail room, Tori leaned close to Becca and whispered, “Thou doth protest too much.”

“Oh, shut up,” she whispered back.

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