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I didn t think so either. With how bad it was with Ross. I wasn t there. I mean, I didn t see what
went down, you know?
Rather than answer and reveal he had no clue what Cash was talking about, Kyler only nodded then
dropped two of his seven cards.
But from what I ve heard, it was one ugly, fucked-up situation.
That s what Cooper said. Kyler deliberately kept a light hold on his remaining five cards. If
anyone knew the art of not displaying a tell, Kyler was that man. No one, not even the most educated
body language expert in the world, would be able to tell that Kyler was almost desperate to keep on
fishing the rich waters that were Cash Lowry. When Cash seemed to be hesitating, Kyler prompted,
You going to drop two cards or what?
Oh. Yeah. Right. Cash discarded two cards. Wait.
Kyler thought Cash had finally figured out what he was up to. He braced himself.
We haven t bet anything yet.
Right. Kyler remembered how everyone had wanted to drive his Bentley. How about if you win,
you get the right to drive my Bentley for a week?
Cash s eyes went huge. He swallowed hard and then tried to look cool. Seriously, the man had no
poker face at all. It would have been dangerous if Kyler was in mind to hurt Cooper. But he wasn t.
Kyler wanted to know about Ross. If he was going to decide whether or not he wanted to accept
everything Cooper was offering him, he had to know Cooper s past.
And if I lose? Cash asked. What the hell can I put up that s even close to what you re offering?
I don t know. That was what Kyler said when the truth was the information in Cash s head was
worth far more to Kyler than his car, home, or bank accounts combined. How about& no. You d
never agree to something like that. Kyler placed his five chosen cards facedown on the table. Maybe
we d better find something else to do.
Wait. What were you thinking of? What in the world do I have that s worth a drive in your
Bentley? Cash seemed equal amounts suspicious and intrigued.
Come on. It s silly. Kyler stood and took a step back.
Just say it. Come on. It s just us down here.
Okay, okay. Kyler sat back down and picked up his five cards. You could swear to answer three
questions.
Three questions? Cash pulled his clutch of cards closer to his chest and, consequently, his broken
arm. Three questions about what?
Whatever I want to know. Kyler shrugged as if he couldn t care less.
Cash frowned.
Hey, never mind. You can drive my car without me having to lose some game. I m letting the
other guys have a go.
You are?
Sure. Kyler put his cards down. This time, he did so faceup. I m just curious about some things.
Silly things that don t really matter.
Cash eyeballed Kyler s cards then his own. Fuck. You would have totally kicked my ass. Cash put
his five cards down faceup. Kyler would have creamed him.
Doesn t matter. You can drive the Bentley. Or the Lotus.
You have a Lotus? Cash practically drooled.
Kyler nodded.
Cash considered his cards and then Kyler s for a few moments. Let s find something else to do.
Sure. Kyler stood.
What three questions would you have asked?
I don t know. Kyler shrugged as if he d not thought about them at all when the truth was he d
pretty much defined them in two seconds. Does it matter?
No. Cash stood, too. Just I m curious.
Kyler laughed then faced Cash. I guess I would have asked about Cooper. Nothing heavy. Just
random things like, what s his favorite color?
White.
Really? Technically, isn t that a non-color?
I dunno. But that s what Cooper says his favorite color is.
Kyler thought Cooper might say that, but he wondered if it was the truth. What s his favorite
food?
Anything with meat.
When Kyler rolled his eyes and glared at Cash, he shrugged and put his palms out open and up
again. That s what he says. Seriously.
Okay. I guess there s no point asking about Ross.
Not when he s dead.
That told Kyler more than he probably ever wanted to know. Cooper s first mate was dead? That
said it all. Yet, for some reason he couldn t grasp, he asked, I guess that means the trial for a mate
can kill?
Yeah. It s why most of our kind is afraid to kiss anyone. Cash moved up next to Kyler. Nothing
scares the lust right out of an alpha more than the fact that our kiss can kill.
Kyler held his features so perfectly still he must have looked like a mannequin. He didn t have to
ask about the details of the trial Cooper had spoken of. Whatever the test was, if it didn t go well,
Cooper s kiss could very literally kill Kyler.
Chapter 11
What the fuck? Cooper was struggling not to let his personal stake in the situation spill over. He
was failing. Miserably. How the hell did we not get so much as a tickle on this?
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