“Ready to play?” “Let’s do it.” My eyes widen. God. What is wrong with me? “Pool. Let’s do the pool.” I hold a hand up. “Play pool. Not do the pool. Ha.” I quickly reach for my beer and take a deep swig while Jasper chuckles at me. Handsome fucking brain-cell-killing jerk. “Do I need to cut you off?” “Shut up, Gervais. Let’s play.” Fire blazes in his eyes and he stares back at me. “Okay, Sloane. Let’s play.”
