"Bet's to you, Penn," Rafe said around the end of his cigar. "Or are you going to pussy out again because you can't leave your phone alone?"
I laid the device screen down on the table. Fought to clear my mind. Damn, I really had underestimated Willow's ability to seduce and tease. The picture she'd just sent me I was going to make her recreate that photo. Naked except for an apron that barely covered the goods. And a splotch of frosting on her ass cheek. Only this time it would be my hand on her ass instead of a spatula slapping whipped sugar against that delicious flesh.
Special edition cupcakes.
I cleared my throat. "What's it at?"
All five men growled. "Two hundred," Foster said. "If I'd known we were going to be playing such low stakes, I would have stayed at home."
I snorted as I tossed in my chips. "Oh please. You're like the nerdy kid no one invites to the party. You jumped at the chance to be here."