Chapter 2It had been a gamble. She’d known it when she’d gone all in. But the way the cards had been going was like a slow and painful death, and the suspense of it was killing Cass. If she was going to go out, she wanted it to be swift and clean. Because the longer she sat there with Patrick’s leg pressing against hers, the crazier it was going to drive her.
The bet was insane, and Cass knew it. But she had honestly believed she wouldn’t lose. She never lost. She definitely never lost to Patrick. How many practice games had the four of them had in the weeks running up to this vacation? She’d skunked all three of them, each and every time. Looking back, she had to wonder if Patrick had planned this all along. He’d certainly jumped in with the deal soon enough.
Though they were surrounded
