Taking Fire by Cheyenne McCray

Author:Cheyenne McCray [McCray, Cheyenne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Erotic Romance Fiction
Publisher: Totally Entwined Group Ltd
Published: 2017-08-25T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Trace sat with Christie at the kitchen table once he’d pulled out a deck of cards and a rack of poker chips.

Dallas lay on the rug in front of the fireplace. He’d seemed to be on the tired side after the day of chasing rabbits and squirrels during the hike, running up and down the trail ahead of Trace and Christie, and playing Frisbee with them in the late afternoon.

Trace hadn’t chased any squirrels or done any running during the hike, but he’d still wanted to take a nap when they’d returned to the cabin. Now he just cared about spending time with Christie—forget the nap.

She looked so cute as she folded her hands on the tabletop. “What are the stakes?”

He set aside the two joker cards. “Whoever loses a hand has to tell an embarrassing story.” He started shuffling the deck. “From junior high or high school.”

She made a funny face. “There are too many to name and I’d prefer to leave them dormant somewhere in the back of my brain.”

He chuckled. “I think I’m going to enjoy this.”

She leaned forward, a determined expression on her face. “I’m not going to lose.” She tucked her hair behind her ears. “And what’s this ‘winner takes all’?”

He flashed her a grin. “Whoever wins gets to choose what the other has to do. Clean or cook…anything.” He didn’t plan on making her work. He just wanted to tease her.

She straightened in her seat. “I am so going to beat you.”

He almost laughed. She was so damned cute. “We’ll play Texas Hold’em.”

“No fair.” She had a mock indignant expression. “You’re from Texas.”

This time he did laugh. “Afraid you’re going to lose?”

She narrowed her eyes. “Deal.”

He started out by dealing each of them two cards face down. Christie peeked at hers and her expression didn’t change.

The hand progressed and they each bid. He tried not to show his amusement at how determined she appeared.

He called and she put down her cards. She grinned with satisfaction as she presented two aces and two tens. “Two pair.”

“Not bad.” He laid out his own cards. “But sorry, little lady.” He exaggerated his Texas drawl. “Three of a kind beats your two pair.” He spread his three jacks on the table along with a four and five.

She groaned. “Damn.”

He gathered the poker chips they’d bet, and stacked them. “’Fess up.”

She blew out a sigh. “Back in junior high school, Belle said something funny just as I took a drink of soda. Whatever she said made me laugh so hard I choked. Soda came out of my nose. I kept coughing and laughing and choking all at once.” Christie grimaced. “The embarrassing part came after I noticed the guy I had a major crush on happened to be standing next to us. I coughed and sputtered and sprayed orange soda on his white shirt.”

Trace laughed. “That qualifies.”

“Talk about mortified.” She groaned. “Every time he saw me after that, he’d grin and I knew he’d always think of me with soda coming out my nose.

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