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Hot Shot

"I will." A deep, sexy, hair raising voice spoke from my side and everyone turned including me. The first thing that I saw was full, kissable lips. Then memory crossed my mind. HA! That guy from the car! I looked more focused on the lips, and I was sure as hell that it was the same lips! My heartbeat quicken. Oh God. I quickly lift my gaze to a pair of green, dominating eyes. I thought I was going to melt on my seat. Those eyes were meeting my gaze, and I noticed a small mole under his left eye. Oh s**t, it was sexy. Our face was near, really near, and I realised that he was standing so our height were even. My breath quicken as he brought his face near mine, and for one second I though he will kiss me, but his face past mine instead. Now I was facing his neck, and I could smell his perfume. Damn, one of Ralph Lauren collection. He smelled heavenly, I had the urge to kiss and lick his neck but I desperately stopped myself.

Geez. Get a grip Brooke.

He finally met my gaze again, and that was the moment I realised that he dropped a handful of gold tokens on the table, and here I am thinking that he was going to kiss me. Slap yourself Veronica! But seriously, I can feel his hot breath in my cheeks. He was still gazing down at me, and I could feel Jill's glare at me. I pushed my dirty thoughts away, and I fixed my gaze on the table. Whoa, he dropped almost 10 gold tokens, rich man.

I threw a quick glance at Jill, she was looking at me with question in her eyes. I just shrugged, then she flashed a dirty smile. Damn you, Jillian Clark! She continued to shuffle all the cards and she grabbed a long stick with a wide end, maybe it's for collecting the tokens. She collected the gold tokes form Mr. Hot Shot then counted them.

"10 tokens. Will that be all, Mr. Claude?" She asked.

Claude? Claude who?

The crowd became silent again, and vey girl around the table were digging daggers at me. What the hell? I'm just sitting here, fella, calm your t**s. I tried my best not to fidget on my seat. I really felt uncomfortable beside this Claude guy. Five minutes passed and I still couldn't understand how the game was being played. But as Jill tossed the cards on the table, two spades, everyone erupted on a loud cheer, and she pushed all the gold tokens in front of us. Us? I was confused in Jill's action and I looked at her with a frown, then she winked at me. s**t, I have no time for your crap Jillian. Suddenly, the room felt hot. I unthinkingly grab the neck line of my shirt and tried to fan myself, when I realised that the Claude guy was beside me. Crap, now I act like a cheap b***h. I stopped fanning myself, then a waitress with a couple of drinks on her tray stopped near our table. I grabbed the nearest drink I could and absentmindedly sip the drink because of nervousness. The drink made me cough loud and I tried to cover my mouth. It taste bittersweet. Everyone on the table looked at me and the blondes smirked. The drink was like a fire that soothed down to my oesophagus. It was stinky too. I tried my best to subside my cough but I couldn't stop it. The Claude guy beside me chuckled and I threw a quick glance at him, then I realised he was looking at me. Dammit, could this be more embarrassing?

"Ladies and Gentlemen, this will be the last round for this night's game, anymore bets?" Jill's voice surrounded us again. The crowd around the table murmured and Jill waited patiently. She was really good at her work. I realised I was still holding the gold token that she have given me a while ago. Hmm, maybe I should try a bet? Wow, that drink made me braver.

The Claude guy dropped another ten tokens again, and I was surprised when I placed my gold token beside his bet. Oh my God. I was betting on a club game.

"Ten gold tokens from Mr. Claude and a gold token from the wonderful Ms. Brooke." Jill said, putting a heavy pronunciation on my surname.

I'm really going to kill you Clark. I sensed Mr. Claude smile. Whoa. I was more surprised when he placed his hand on the right side of the barstool I was sitting, so his right arm was touching my back and he was leaning over me. Oh. My. God. I felt myself blushing horribly. He was so f*****g close! It was like I was leaning on his chest. I tried to move away from him but he was leaning closer. Oh hell. I tried to ignore him and his heart thumping presence and focus to the game. Jill professionally laid the cards on the table until there were only two cards left. I felt everybody tensed around the table including me, except Mr. Hotshot. He remained cool as f**k.

Jill flip the first card. It was a king. Everybody stop breathing. Was this it? She flipped the last card. It was a spade and everyone erupted on a cheer. What happened? Now everyone in the table was congratulating Mr. Hotshot and... me? Oh, right. I made a bet.

"It seemed that Mr. Claude and Ms. Brooke made a lucky night. Their bets are doubled, let's congratulate them." Jill announced, and her smile was ears to ears. Made my bet doubled? Everyone was congratulating us even Mr. Bearded. I had nothing to say to I just threw them my smile and thanked them. However, the congratulatory was a bit different for Mr. Hotshot. Even the other girls from the far side of the table was trying to reach him to congratulate him. Seriously? I haven't heard him speak yet, so I was curious about his voice. I bet it was sexy as hell.

A red haired girl behind Jill waved her hand towards my direction, all of her teeth showing with her smile and she strode to me. At first I thought she was going to congratulate me so I threw her a friendly smile, but her gazed was passed through me. Dammit, she was waving to Mr. Hotshot, not me! I cringed at the moment that I realized that, and I wanted the floor to swallow me this instant. The girl seemed to notice me smiling at her, then she smirked. Oh crap.

"Hey there Mister." She said, her voice in an annoying high pitch. I remained quiet to where I was seated and tried not to eavesdrop to their conversation by trying to talk to Jill, but unfortunately she was busy with Mr. Beard. Double crap. I tried not to fidget on my sit.

I didn't hear Mr. Hotshot respond to her, but I forced myself not to turn to their direction.

"That was a great game." She said. Again, no response.

Ha! Poor you, Mr. Hotshot here isn't interested in you! I said to myself, while mentally laughing at her face. After a few second of silence from the person she was flirting to, I felt Mr. Hotshot's gazed on my nape. Oh God, what's his problem?

"So... You wanna have something hot tonight?"

Ugh, how can she say that when there were a lot of people can hear her, including me? She was obviously trying to get this guy to her bed, or his. Ugh. I couldn't take this. I tried to get off to the high stool I was sitting, but my right foot couldn't reach the ground. My head started to protest at the sudden movement I made and I braced myself at the side of the table. I thought I was going to vomit right then and there. "Hey Ron, you okay?" I heard Jill's concerned voice and she touched my head. "Uh yeah, just having a head rush." She smiled at me and continued her conversation with Mr. Beard. Okay, if I tried to move again, I was so sure I was going to lose it, so I stayed on my stool and breathe deep.

"You made a good bet a while ago, so maybe I can give the price." The woman said and I could feel her trying to lace her arms around Mr. Hotshot's neck. Damn w***e.

"Another time, perhaps." The man replied. Oh. My. God. As I guess earlier, his voice was as sexy as hell! Take that, b***h! He didn't want you! Ha! I tried to hide my smile under my hair. Listening to them was really amusing. But, why was I happy that Mr. Hotshot turned down Ms. Red b***h's offer?

I heard her gasp. "Uh, yeah. Okay." She quickly said and scrambled to get through the crowd. God, that was really embarrassing. Okay, alone time with Mr. Sexy again. My heart was beating really fast as I felt his gaze again. I wanted to confront him. I wasn't up to flirting right now. I was just from a fresh heart break, for Pitt's sake! I turned my head to the left, but suddenly I wasn't aware that his face was only inches from mine, and because I was sitting on a high stool, we was almost in the same height. I tried to bring my face back but it was too late. My lips crushed to his. Oh God. Everything stopped, my heart skipped a beat. I couldn't even savour this brief moment of me being kissed by a stranger. My eyes were locked in those perfect light green eyes with long lashes that was unnatural for a man. His gaze locked mine for a second, then he closed his eyes. He seemed to savour this moment too. I couldn't push away myself from his kiss, at first it was just a quick peck, but his kiss became deeper. Crap I haven't been kissed like this before, even Bryan. I gasped. He took the chance then he pushed his hot tongue inside my mouth. I wasn't an expert kisser so I remained still, immobile. I felt his teeth nibble on my lower lip, then he backed away. What the? I knew I looked totally numb at this moment but I didn't know how to react. I've been kissed by a stranger and I didn't do anything to stop him, for f**k's sake. I also had a trouble in breathing and as I could see him, he also had the same breathing trouble as me. Well, that was totally and literally breathe taking kiss.

He smirked at my reaction, but he seemed unabashed with what he did.

"You made the night lucky." He said, his voice deep and silky. Was he talking to me? No he's talking to himself! Of course he's talking to you, i***t! I gave my best to turn my head towards the table, and I can feel Jill's questioning gaze to me. "I... Uh..", was all I could say.

Oh s**t, this was so embarrassing. I wanted to die right now. I bit my lower lip.

"Hey." He said and he put steady, long fingers on my chin to make me look at him. My head was turned to him, but I couldn't look him in the eye. His thumb stroke my lower lip. I felt my blood rushed to my face. Finally, I made myself look at him. My heart skipped a beat.

This man was definitely something. Now I couldn't tear my gaze away from his handsome face. He was so young, maybe just a few years older than me. His brow was shaped to perfection, but still manly. His green eyes were a bit c***k showing slight emotions. And there was a mole, oh that mole, under his left eye. His nose wasn't perfectly straight for it have a bump on the bridge and oh God, his lips, so kissable, pink in colour, was curved into a sexy smile. Hi was definitely laughing at me. Great. Now this Claude guy I haven't heard all my life was finding me amusing after kissing me out of the blue.

"Why did you do that?" I blurted out. His smile curved even more, his looks so innocent. "Did what?" he asked softly. I really wanted to swoon with his voice but I mustn't.

"Why did you kissed me?" I said calmly.

"Oh... that. That was an accident." He said, proudly. I scoffed. Accident? Well that's why you shoved your marvellous tongue in my mouth! I didn't knew how to reply to him, so I did my best to reach the floor, even when my head was still swimming. Another head rush surged through me and I have to grip the edge of the table again. I were positive I won't go drinking again. Despite my two layered clothes covering my body, I felt that warmness of hand that was supporting me by my elbow. As I was on the ground now, I was able to stand fully on my height. Then whoa. Hotshot was also standing in his full height now and I was barely reaching his shoulder. He was f*****g tall! I gasped, then he lowered his face to mine again, reaching for my lips. This time, his kiss was quick, quicker than necessary, I even wanted to protest. He opened his lips, taking advantage with my slightly opened lips, as he shoved his tongue inside me, quickly finding my tongue and briefly played with it. I was about to close my eyes to savour this moment, but he was already gone. I felt disappointed. Dammit that was just merely four seconds!

My neck stated to ache because I was really trying to put my head up to see him, and I saw him looking back down at me, a small smile on his lips. He wasn't touching me at all, but I felt the spark in my veins, and the funny feeling inside my belly. "Bloody Mary and strawberry, a good combination." He said, then at my surprise, he backed away, his tall figure disappearing through the crowd