Inside Out: Behind Closed Doors by Lisa Renee Jones

Author:Lisa Renee Jones
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pocket Star Books

CHAPTER ELEVEN

IT’S IMPOSSIBLE TO HEAR what Jason and the other men are saying while they film, but I enjoy watching him and the other five players. Even without vocals, they’re an interesting mix. One in a suit. One in sweats. Four in jeans. My gaze lingers on Cowboy and I really don’t know why. But I also get the impression he rubs Jason the wrong way, though I’m not quite sure why on that point either, especially since he laughs and interacts with everyone in the group.

“Hi.”

At the greeting, I turn to find a pretty blond woman, around her early thirties, wearing a low-cut emerald-green tank, standing next to me. “Hi.”

“Did I see you with Jason?”

“Yes,” I confirm cautiously, dread filling me with the fear that claws are about to come out. “I’m his guest.”

She holds out her hand. “I’m Mandy. I’m Ricky D’s sister.”

I shake her hand. “I’m Skye, and I’m sorry. I don’t know Ricky D.”

She points at a tall man in jeans with tattooed arms standing next to Jason. “He’s one of the players.” She laughs. “You don’t know poker, so you definitely aren’t a groupie.”

“Oh, I am,” I say. “Even of the chocolate variety, I will find it, admire it, and on a rough day, I might even lick it.”

She laughs. “The question is, then, is Red Bull your chocolate?”

“Chocolate is sacred and secret, as is Red Bull.”

She laughs harder while an announcement is made regarding the tournament. “Time for the play,” she says, once it’s over. “Where are you sitting?” I show her my badge. “Oh, good,” she replies. “You’re in the family section. I’m right by you. We can chat.”

I’m not certain how I feel about that, but I don’t seem to have a choice. In a matter of minutes the tables are filled with players, though play has not begun, the waitresses are working the floor, and Mandy and I are seated in the front row, side by side. I’m also pleased to find that Jason is at a table so close that I’m almost certain will allow me to watch his hands unfold. And much to my pleasure, he knows the minute I’m in his line of sight, his gaze meeting mine, and then flicking to Mandy.

A waitress stops beside him, and he winks at me before turning his attention to her, and I laugh when I realize he’s ordered a Red Bull. As if on cue, Mandy grabs my arm. “Do you know how the cycles work?”

“Not really,” I say, and she proceeds to explain the tournament format while I’m randomly accosted by people who have somehow connected me to Jason, and want to nose around about who I am. After all kinds of dodged questions about myself, I’m also rewarded with stories about Jason and his “legendary play,” as more than one person has called it. Soon, though, the inevitable happens and Mandy decides to push for gossip herself.

“So . . .” she says. “Everyone is dying to know about you, and they will ask me questions at the break.

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