Chapter 14
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
I glanced out the window as the streets continued to blur by, the light rain clinging to the glass and giving the outside world a distorted appearance. So that everything looked like blobs of different colors and shapes. It was somehow both pretty and grotesque at the same time. Kind of like the man who was smart enough to clean house at the table every night, but too dumb to keep an eye on his winnings when there was a stranger in his bed.
The rumors were true. I’d give him that, though. That tongue of his knew how to work wonders. It was just a shame it was still attached to the rest of him.
I let out a loud sigh before righting myself in my seat as I drew the ace of diamonds from the hidden pocket in my sleeve. The same card that could have earned me my winnings at the table, instead of at the expense of my opponent’s pride. But the satisfied throb between my legs told me that once again, I’d made the right choice by staying in the game until I was able to take the entire pot.
“Where to, Miss?” The older gentleman tapped on the steering wheel while staring at me through the rear-view mirror.He had kind eyes, the sort that were circled by little crow’s feet that deepened with his laugh lines when he smiled at me. That smile would earn the man a hefty tip this morning.
I guess you could say I was a little like Robin Hood when it came to how I treated people—rob from the rich and give to the poor and all that.
“The Venetian, please,” I replied, using my most polite tone—just like my mama taught me—as my eyes dropped to the compact in my hand. I quickly reapplied my favorite shade of lipstick before flitting my gaze back up to the cab driver.
“Spending the night?” he mused.
My lips, now several hues darker, curled while my perfectly manicured eyebrow arched with the challenge. “No, but I hear they have a killer card table?”