Let's play a game," he said, easing out of the embrace so only one arm hung loosely around my shoulders. "If you win, I'll give you a hundred bucks. If I win, we go back to your place and you lose the shirt and bra. Full second base action, but nothing more." "Why would I agree to that?" "Duh, so you could win a hundred bucks. That's like a week of tips from a twenty minute game." Lowering my head, I thought about what he was offering. While I wouldn't mind getting closer to Cooper, I wasn't ready for such intimacy. "Why do you assume you'll lose?" he asked, fixing the balls and setting them back in the middle of the table. "I'm good, but I'm not pool shark good. A hundred bucks is easy money and I'll just have to find another way under your shirt." Cooper inhaled and studied me as if thinking hard. "I can imagine a few ways to get that shirt off, but we'll leave them for later." "Okay. I trust if you win you won't do more than second base. My pants remain on and you'll respect that. I trust you." "If you say how you trust me a few more times, it'll sound like you really mean it." Rolling my eyes, I took the stick. "Can I start?" "Sure, baby. I'll just sit back here and watch you bend over." "Making pervy comments won't distract my concentration. I'm accustomed to freaks cheating." "Whatever you say, but I'm mostly interested in the view. A hundred bucks is shit to me.
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