Slow Burn (Forbidden Heat Book 3) by Bella Winters

Author:Bella Winters [Winters, Bella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-08-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Shelly

“Ah! That game is rigged! I’m convinced of it!” I yelled as I walked away from the basketball toss.

“You’re right,” Gary said. “You know these games are all rigged. I’m not sure why people play them.”

“If you know they are rigged, then why didn’t you warn me?” I teased.

“Because I enjoy watching you play and I was hoping you might get lucky.”

“Well, thanks,” I said. “But how was that game rigged exactly? And how do you know so much about it?”

“I saw a show once about this sort of thing. It was eye opening. I’m not sure you noticed, but when the girl at the booth was setting things up for your game, she shot a ball in to show you how easy it was. Then she gave you a ball. Well, when she shot her ball, there was already a ball in there. It helped keep the ball in the net, but when you went that wasn’t there. So the net is rigged to bounce balls out of it. It is made with a special type of material. None of these carnival games are fair. They are designed to separate you from your money. And to make sure that you don’t win any cute stuffed animals for me.”

I laughed and hit him playfully on the arm. “Why didn’t you warn me? And why am I winning stuff for you? Aren’t you supposed to win stuff for me?”

“Isn’t that old fashioned thinking?” Gary teased.

I laughed. “No. I still want stuffed animals won for me. I am old fashioned.”

“Alright, then I now know,” Gary said.

We decided to go to a carnival one county over, about fifty miles from the city, in Westbridge. It was large town with a small town feel to it. It was a way that we could actually do something together without people we worked with catching on to the fact that we were together. And it somehow made me feel like some sort of an outlaw. I thought it was hilarious and fun.

I wasn’t so sure that Gary necessarily felt the same way though. I mean, I could tell he was enjoying himself, but I also could tell that he felt ridiculous that we were going so far out of our way to be together. I knew he understood, but he just didn’t agree. I appreciated him being there for me though and doing things to make me feel comfortable. It was important to me.

I was aware of how large and sprawling Chicago was, but there was always a chance that someone we knew could somehow see us and put two and two together. And besides, the carnival was awesome and I had actually enjoyed the little drive out there.

“You know, I was eight the first time that my dad took me to a carnival,” I said. “It was amazing. We rode all the rides, ate cotton candy until I thought I was going to puke, and we had that special father/daughter bonding time. My mom was never much for rides, and she knew it was important for dad and me to have that time together.

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