“What are you doing?” Sam asked, his voice a low whisper. Sam was still grumpy and moody which she attributed to her presence rather than anything to do with his hand, and everyone was betting quite conservatively. The four men were seated around a makeshift card table, which was actually just a tabletop that apparently fit over the top of their normal dining table but had space you hold the chips as well as places for drinks so they didn’t sit on the playing surface. You think I haven’t seen enough pornos to know what happens when you mix one girl into a guy’s poker night?” She turned away from the door and started to go back to her room, wanting to be alone for a moment to cool off her frustration at Sam’s presumption.
