ASHTON: Playing The Game

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I know she won’t do it. She will make it look like she is but won’t. Walking back through I sit down, and finish my drink. Taking out the phone I hit send on the message and the door opens a moment later. I watch Grayson walk in and sit at the table with me. He knows, poor Emmett has no idea though. “How’s she been?” Grayson looks at me and I smile. “Great! We were just playing some poker, and she ran off for a bit of alone time.” He knows what I mean. “I’m going to my room.” Emmett walks past us. “Why’s he grumpy?” I look at Grayson. “I’ll explain later, so your text was vague, what the hell is going on?” I smile and he stares at me shocked. “What the f*ck?” I laugh hearing Emmett shouting. “Do you mind? I’m busy, close the door.” Raven's replay has us laughing, I watch as Emmett

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