2.26 Losing To You (1)

“Would you like to break?” I smirked, chalking the end of my stick and blowing on its tip.

The corner of Miles’s lips quirked up as he leaned against his pole, knuckles white while gripping it steady. “You go ahead.”

“He has no idea what he’s in for,” I giggled to my wolf.

“I don’t know. He doesn’t look worried at all.”

“Neither were the guys when I first got to Broom StiXXX.” I had their man panties in my hands plenty of times after that.

“I’m telling you, this is a bad idea,” Mick growled, watching with his back pressed against the wall.

I stared at Miles to see if his brother was convincing him to change his mind, but he just motioned for me to go.

Leaning over the table, I lined up the shot, and right when I was about to take it, Miles said, “I’m going to bend you over just like that before plowing into you from behind.”

It was too late for me to stop my momentum, and the white ball went flying towards the others. It hit in the wrong spot, and though they still broke, only one str