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.

sure knew Texas Holdem, which was very simple, and all gamblers

had been at Mufron long enough and she sure knew

today. We've lost a lot to you. Mr. Robertson, aren't you afraid that this lady might

seemed like he was looking down

Senator Hughes gestured to the chips and waved his hand, "The stakes are

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

could be

won't join

"You play a hand. It's okay. It's

Clark thought of something,

that if Ms. Knowles lost, Otis would just let them

Ms. Knowles won, then Otis had also made the beauty happy and their money would be well

his left hand as

deal the

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

players, Mr. Clark sat in the small blind seat and he pushed five chips

sitting in the big blind 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

curling up at the

times Mr. Clark's