What the f**k am I thinking?
She circled the table and attempted a shot but only managed to move the balls around.
All the pool practice in the world couldn’t have prepared her for coming face-to-face with Phin. Playing pool with him wasn’t a problem, but his flirting might kill her. She still wanted him and she hated herself a little for it. She watched nervously as his demeanor changed. He went from happy-go-lucky to pool shark in two seconds flat.
This wasn’t just any old game to him.
Unfortunately, she didn’t know what to make of it. She hadn’t come to Vegas to find him. At least that’s what she kept telling herself. The nagging voice in the back of her head disagreed.
Okay, yeah, she had wanted to find him, but it was just to show him that she was good enough, that they could’ve
