Three
“What is there to think about?” Zeke asked. “An attractive woman asked you back to her room.”
Raleigh stared at his friend. “I’m not here for some random roll in the hay with a woman I just met.”
“A good romp would probably do wonders for your stress level. When was the last time you let yourself loose enough for that?”
He ignored the question. “Doesn’t matter. I don’t really get the sense that’s what this was about for her. She specifically asked if I played poker.”
“And if you were single,” Zeke reminded him. “Maybe she’s angling for a game of strip poker. Why else would she invite you back to her room?”
“I don’t know. But she made a point to say she wasn’t emotionally available.”
“Which makes nameless hookup seem more probable to my mind. A chance for both of you to scratch
