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My heart was in my throat when Rollings upturned his card, Ronan tossed his to the table with a huff.

Beside me, Ian smirked.

“Damn, should have folded” golden boy growled. And then it was Saint, Ian, and I. Why was I shaking? I could barely keep my ass on the stool.

While holding my cards because it was a better option than Rollings’s hand.

“Show us what you got shortie”

I almost had my cards flat to my chest, I can’t believe I forgot him. “You first”

Damien laughed his straight white teeth gleaming against the tanned skin of his face.

No one had to tell me he was the aggressive loud loud-mouthed one in the group. Rollings is obviously the pretty boy ex superstar, I mean he was America’s golden boy. Talented and attractive.

Quinn played the part of a filty rich arrogant CEO, obviously.

Ian… sometimes he could be teasing and light, cool evening. Other times intense and single mindedly focused. It was almost strange that I used to be terrified of him when we first met, and how h