Her face lights up. “I love it.”
How did I know she was gonna say that? “What’s your game?”
“Blackjack.”
“Lame,” I say.
“Excuse me?”
“The real fun is craps.”
“I’ve never played,” she says. “It seems complicated.”
“Nah, it’s easy. I’ll spot you a grand and teach you how to play.”
Her eyes pop out of her head. “I’m not gonna take your money.”
I love that she just said that—I can’t remember the last time a woman said anything even remotely like that to me, actually—but, of course, it’s out of the question.
“No, you’ve got to roll the dice for me, Party Girl,” I say matter-of-factly. “You’ve got first-timer’s luckandlady luck on your side, and they only let you roll when you’ve got a bet on the table.”
“Well, then, I’ll bet my own money.”
She tosses her golden hair behind her shoulder in what appears to be a misplaced gesture of defiance. Oh God, she’s such a sexy little thing.
“Kat,” Jonas says. “Let my brother pay for your fun.”
Thank you, Jonas.
Finally, for the first time ever, my brother has actually stepped in to help me with a woman. I open my mouth to thank him for his unexpected assistance, but the fucker keeps talking.
“There’s nothing Josh Faraday loves more than throwing his hard-earned money away on mindless entertainment,” Jonas adds.
I laugh. I knew it was too good to last. “That’syour idea of helping me, bro?”
Jonas shrugs.
“You’d be doing me a favor, Kat,” I say, turning away from my useless brother and fixing my eyes on Kat’s ridiculously beautifulface. “Betting on a first-time roller is the dream of every craps player—it’s as exciting as it gets.And I love excitement.”
Kat grins and bites her lip, her eyes blazing. “Okay, Playboy,” she says. “I’m in. You had me at ‘excitement.’”
Oooooooooh, I like this girl. My skin is beginning to tingle.
“But we’re all going out together, right?” she asks, looking at Sarah.
“Of course,” Sarah says.
“Where should we take these lovely ladies to dinner?” Jonas asks me.
My dick is beginning to tingle along with the rest of me. “It just so happens I know the perfect place,” I say.
“Of course you do,” Jonas replies.
“Do you ladies think you can handle a night out with the Faraday brothers?” I ask, but the only lady I’m looking at is Kat.
Sarah and Kat squeal with excitement, and Sarah throws her arms around Jonas’ neck for the hundredth time today. “Thank you, Jonas.”
I stride over to Kat. “Hey,” I say softly.
