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.

which was very simple, and all gamblers liked

been at Mufron long

you've got a great hand today. We've lost a lot to you. Mr. Robertson, aren't you afraid that this lady might lose all her money?

was looking down upon

gestured to the chips and waved

gently when she saw Senator Hughes wave his hand. Five fingers. Was a chip

that could be a multi-million dollar bet. What a

join you

of him to Joyce, "You play a hand. It's okay. It's on me if

thought of something,

lost, Otis would just let them win some money back tonight so that they

made the beauty happy and their money would be well worth it. It would be

left hand

the cards

and then dealt two cards to each of the four of them. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access

small blind seat

seat and she must make big 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

and smiled, her lips curling up at the corners. She took

times