It was going to be an easy win, hitting the red into the left pocket leaving me with only the eight ball left. It would be the first time that I would win a game of pool. I had played before in the past but ended up flirting with my opponents. This time he would kill me if I did.
“Alright Harkness, your shot,” Emmett Huntington said with a smile
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Oh, Jack, getting distracted from the game by flirting? There are worse ways to lose, I suppose. :)
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What he didn't say is that he deliberately misses his shots so that his opponent can stay longer out there as too perv on his arse.
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