Vegas, Baby : Volume 1 by Davenport Fiona

Author:Davenport, Fiona [Davenport, Fiona]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2019-09-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Becket

It was hard as fuck to not keep my eyes glued to Lia for the next several hours, but I needed to concentrate to do my job. I was damn good at it, and this wasn’t the time to get sloppy. I was slated to deal in the tournament the next day, so like Lia, I was using the time I had to work to get my mind in the right headspace.

Every now and then, I’d allow myself to find her in the room and something began to bother me, though I wasn’t sure what it was. Eventually, Lia sidled up to my table and gave me a saucy wink before sliding onto one of the stools.

After one hand, the woman sitting on the end of the half-moon table, right across from Lia, cashed out her chips and left. Her seat was quickly taken by a man who seemed familiar to me, but I couldn’t quite place where I’d seen him before. Hand after hand, the niggling feeling kept getting stronger.

The way he kept staring at Lia was getting under my skin, but I’d promised her to try and not scare off the players who knew what they were doing. And, this guy was one hell of a poker player. Though, not as good as Lia.

Something clicked in that moment, and I realized he was the guy at the table the day before. The one who watched Lia like a hawk and ignored my not so subtle hints for him to get the fuck away from my table. Not only that, it hit me what had been bothering me all evening whenever I sought out Lia. More often than not, he was playing at the same table.

I glanced at Lia to gauge her reaction and could tell that she was trying to ignore him, but when she met my gaze, I saw how uncomfortable she was. As I took a gander at the other players, I saw a stiffness to their postures that told me this creep was also bothering them.

I’d had enough. I squatted down under the pretense of grabbing a fresh deck from under the table and used the opportunity to hit the call button on my ear bud.

“Knox.”

I rolled my eyes. I wasn’t sure I’d ever heard Drew’s head of security answer the phone any other way, much less in any other tone. The guy was a robot.

“I need you to take care of a player at table sixteen.”

“Isn’t that your table?” he asked, his tone again, unreadable.

“Yes,” I replied. “He’s making everyone uncomfortable. You’re going to have to come up with a legit reason though. I haven’t been able to find fault with his playing.”

“Are you sure this isn’t just because he looked at your woman one too many times?” It was suddenly Drew’s voice who asked the question.

“He’s making everyone uncomfortable,” I growled defensively. “And yes, he clearly has a death wish since he keeps ignoring my hints to get the fuck away from Lia.

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