He couldn’t tell you’re a girl. You’re fine. Just chill, Franki. Chill.
I’m talking myself down off the ledge while leaning against the wall so I can observe the players I’m up against.
Then why the hell was he staring at me like that?
I do a mental shrug and try to shake it off. Like it or not, my back is literally and figuratively against a wall. I need this run. I need to get out of this county. Preferably out of this state. Out of Marcus’s reach.
I crack my neck and shake off the warning my gut’s been sounding since I walked through the door. There aren’t many things I know. Even less that I’m confident of. But I know pool, and I know how to hustle. I can do this.
The dive bar is perfect, and now that my nerves are under control, there’s the tingle of excitement I get before a
