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He grimaced. “Yeah. Didn’t think you’d mind. Sorry.”
“It’s cool, man.” I handed him a blue plastic cup when we reached the keg. “I’m not planning on coming back to our room until the morning anyway.”
“Oh yeah? Where do you plan on staying?”
I looked around the dim room lit by multiple strings of colored lights, making eye contact with a gorgeous brunette. I pointed at her. “Maybe her room.”
His eyes followed to where I was indicating. “Well, don’t let me stand in the way.”
“I’m not.” I held up an empty blue cup, asking the brunette if she wanted a beer. She nodded with a grin and I smiled back. “See?”
“Go do your thing, but bring her over so we can wipe the floor with Richards and Campbell.”
“Will do.”
Gage filled two cups of beer and gave them back to me, and I left to head toward the brunette. She smiled as I approached and I handed her the amber liquid.
“Well, here I am. What are your other two wishes?” I smirked.
The brunette snorted. “The night is still young. I’ll let you know.”
I grinned as she took a sip. “Okay, I can work with that. Are you cool with watching me handle some balls?”
She choked on her drink. “Handle some balls?”
I nudged my head toward where the billiards table was. “Pool. About to take my friends for twenty bucks.”
“You’re that good at pool?”
“It’s not just pool I’m good at, sweetheart.” I winked.
“Oh yeah? What else are you good at?”
A slow smirk spread across my face. “You’ll just have to find out.”
“Okay, well, let me see how you handle a pool stick then.”
“Right this way.” I reached out with my arm to direct her to the pool table where it appeared the game was wrapping up. Gage was a few steps behind us carrying two beers. “I’m Chase, by the way.”
“I know.”
“You do?” Gage bumped into me as I stopped walking before moving around me.
“I watched the game today. Congrats, by the way.”
“Well, thank you.”
“I’m Miranda.”
We started walking again, and I said, “So, Miranda, am I your favorite player?”
“Maybe.” She grinned.
“Maybe?”
She shrugged. “The season just started. How am I to make a fair assessment of everyone’s abilities in such a short amount of time?”
For a moment, I stared at her as we waited for the game to end. “I’m not drunk enough for this conversation.”
