really said anything, except that she was somehow his because he’d managed to have sex with her.
“So who’s in?” Richard asked, looking around the table.
Shane and Jesse looked ready to commit murder, but Harmony put a hand out. “My friends don’t play like that,” she said. “But I’ll play with you.”
“Harmony,” Bonnie warned.
“Relax,” Harmony said back. Her friends didn’t know, but she knew how to cheat at poker. She’d enjoy taking these men down. “I’ll play for strip if you play for money.”
Arnie raised an eyebrow, but Richard just grinned. “Deal.”
He was about to deal cards as a hand landed on his shoulder. It was there only for a split second before he was sent flying back, crashing into the ground while still on his chair.
“Mav!” Harmony barked, standing up to see the huge man had somehow come in and gotten behind Richard without them noticing. He really had a way of surprising people sometimes.
“No one plays strip with her,” Mav said in a growly voice, staring down at the offended Richard, who looked ready to kill, but not brave enough to stand. “You treat our guests with respect.”
“If she wants to play, you should let her,” Richard said.
Mav reached down to grab him by the collar, but he was stopped by Jesse, who put a hand on Mav’s chest to hold him back.
Jesse reached down to grasp Richard. “I’m afraid we don’t allow anything like that here.” He pulled Richard to his feet. “I’m sorry, but it’s probably best if we all turned in.”
Richard shot a look at Harmony, and Maverick let out a snarl.
Not this again. He didn’t own her. Richard hadn’t been attacking her. And what’s more, Maverick was supposed to be giving her space, like he said he would.
Richard just sent Maverick a death glare, grabbed Arnie, and headed up the stairs to their rooms.
Maverick was scowling at Harmony, dark eyes burning in anger.
“Well, um, I think we better go,” Shane said, standing with Ruby.
“Don’t you dare,” Harmony said.
“Yeah, I think it’s time to head out,” Bonnie said, stretching and trying to look innocent.
“Don’t leave me alone with him,” Harmony grated out. If they did, he would probably just pull something Neanderthal again.
This wasn’t the calm, cool Maverick from the ride. That had run out, apparently, when she’d agreed to play strip poker with another man.
This man looked ready to throw her up against a wall again just to prove she liked it.
And heaven help her, she would.
“Maverick,” she said, taking a step back as he advanced on her, looking tall and very intimidating. The neat clothing he wore did nothing to make him look less feral and primal.
He rolled up his shirtsleeves as he went, eyes glinting dangerously. “I give you space. I try to back off. And you’re going to take your clothes off for other men?” he grated out.
“I wasn’t going to,” she said. “Come on. I was just going to take their money.”
“Take my money,” he snarled. “Not theirs. Don’t take anything from them. Don’t give them anything. They’re assholes. Didn’t you hear them on the ride?”
“I did. Did you?” she asked.
“Not all of it. Just enough to want to punch them.”
“You had no trouble staying away tonight,” she muttered. “So you couldn’t have been that concerned.”
“I made Shane promise he’d stay with you,” he retorted, folding his arms. “But I guess that wasn’t enough.”
“For Pete’s sake, I wasn’t going to take off my clothes,” she said. “It was a joke. A trick.”
“It’s not a joke or a trick to me,” he said, backing her up until she hit the wall, then pinning her there with his hands on either side of her head. “You’re mine, you belong to me.”
“You don’t just get to keep saying that,” she said. “I’m my own person. You aren’t married to me. You aren’t my family. You’re just a guy I slept with.”
He raised a dark eyebrow. “Just a
“So who’s in?” Richard asked, looking around the table.
Shane and Jesse looked ready to commit murder, but Harmony put a hand out. “My friends don’t play like that,” she said. “But I’ll play with you.”
“Harmony,” Bonnie warned.
“Relax,” Harmony said back. Her friends didn’t know, but she knew how to cheat at poker. She’d enjoy taking these men down. “I’ll play for strip if you play for money.”
Arnie raised an eyebrow, but Richard just grinned. “Deal.”
He was about to deal cards as a hand landed on his shoulder. It was there only for a split second before he was sent flying back, crashing into the ground while still on his chair.
“Mav!” Harmony barked, standing up to see the huge man had somehow come in and gotten behind Richard without them noticing. He really had a way of surprising people sometimes.
“No one plays strip with her,” Mav said in a growly voice, staring down at the offended Richard, who looked ready to kill, but not brave enough to stand. “You treat our guests with respect.”
“If she wants to play, you should let her,” Richard said.
Mav reached down to grab him by the collar, but he was stopped by Jesse, who put a hand on Mav’s chest to hold him back.
Jesse reached down to grasp Richard. “I’m afraid we don’t allow anything like that here.” He pulled Richard to his feet. “I’m sorry, but it’s probably best if we all turned in.”
Richard shot a look at Harmony, and Maverick let out a snarl.
Not this again. He didn’t own her. Richard hadn’t been attacking her. And what’s more, Maverick was supposed to be giving her space, like he said he would.
Richard just sent Maverick a death glare, grabbed Arnie, and headed up the stairs to their rooms.
Maverick was scowling at Harmony, dark eyes burning in anger.
“Well, um, I think we better go,” Shane said, standing with Ruby.
“Don’t you dare,” Harmony said.
“Yeah, I think it’s time to head out,” Bonnie said, stretching and trying to look innocent.
“Don’t leave me alone with him,” Harmony grated out. If they did, he would probably just pull something Neanderthal again.
This wasn’t the calm, cool Maverick from the ride. That had run out, apparently, when she’d agreed to play strip poker with another man.
This man looked ready to throw her up against a wall again just to prove she liked it.
And heaven help her, she would.
“Maverick,” she said, taking a step back as he advanced on her, looking tall and very intimidating. The neat clothing he wore did nothing to make him look less feral and primal.
He rolled up his shirtsleeves as he went, eyes glinting dangerously. “I give you space. I try to back off. And you’re going to take your clothes off for other men?” he grated out.
“I wasn’t going to,” she said. “Come on. I was just going to take their money.”
“Take my money,” he snarled. “Not theirs. Don’t take anything from them. Don’t give them anything. They’re assholes. Didn’t you hear them on the ride?”
“I did. Did you?” she asked.
“Not all of it. Just enough to want to punch them.”
“You had no trouble staying away tonight,” she muttered. “So you couldn’t have been that concerned.”
“I made Shane promise he’d stay with you,” he retorted, folding his arms. “But I guess that wasn’t enough.”
“For Pete’s sake, I wasn’t going to take off my clothes,” she said. “It was a joke. A trick.”
“It’s not a joke or a trick to me,” he said, backing her up until she hit the wall, then pinning her there with his hands on either side of her head. “You’re mine, you belong to me.”
“You don’t just get to keep saying that,” she said. “I’m my own person. You aren’t married to me. You aren’t my family. You’re just a guy I slept with.”
He raised a dark eyebrow. “Just a
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