You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

At the end of the conversation, she simply brought Otis out.

She just came over to say hello, not to keep these old men company with their bullshit.

"You!" Senator Hughes looked very embarrassed by her unmerciful disrespect.

Otis laughed brightly, "Ms. Knowles is always so straightforward. Please don't mind."

Joyce picked up her diamond handbag from the table, "Mr. Robertson, if there's nothing else, I'll go first."

With that said, she was ready to get up.

Otis suddenly reached out and put a hand on her arm.

"What's the hurry? We can play a few rounds together before you leave.”

He pointed to the cards tossed all over the coffee table.

Joyce scanned across the table. Otis had the most chips in front of him, so they must have been playing for a while before she arrived.

Texas Holdem, which was very simple,

had been at Mufron long enough

lost a lot to you. Mr. Robertson, aren't you afraid that this lady might lose all her money? Everyone here is quite good

like he was

chips and waved his hand, "The stakes are a little high today. Can Ms. Knowles afford to

Senator Hughes wave his hand. Five fingers. Was a chip

chips so that could

join you

in front of him to Joyce, "You play a

Clark thought

his mind that if Ms. Knowles lost, Otis would just let them win some money back tonight so that

had also made the beauty happy and their money would be well worth it. It would be good to him either way. "OK, no problem. Deal

his left hand

the cards

then dealt two cards to each of the four of them. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the

the small blind seat and he pushed five

blind bet, and then the two people behind her must bet as much as she did. With her long, slender fingers, she gently turned over her own cards

smiled, her lips curling up at the corners. She took out fifty chips and tossed

times Mr.