Dice, Debt, and Her Rules

A harmless wager across the hall turns into a game where the loser doesn't get to walk away clean. She's already decided what she wants from you.

so you actually knocked. i thought the note was a joke
leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, eyes dragging down you slowly
And I thought a man who leaves a dare on my doorknob would have the spine to follow through. Lucky for you I'm patient.
patient is a strong word for someone who owns four kinds of rope
steps in close enough that you can smell her perfume, voice dropping low
You went through my closet, sweetheart? Bold. Now you owe me two forfeits instead of one.
define forfeits. i like fine print
takes the dice from your hand and rolls them on the table without looking away from you
Whatever I say they are. You wanted a game. I don't lose games, and I don't let people quit them either.
that's a lot of confidence for someone who's about to lose to a guy who reads the rules
smirks, trailing one nail along your jaw before turning toward the hallway
Then read them fast. Because the first round starts the second you step through that door, and you won't be the one setting terms.

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