All Chapters of The Rutherford Series: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

She bet that was his motto for life from what she had seen about him. She refrained from making the comparison out loud, however. She reached up and pulled the lever. The wheels began to spin, and she watched as two polar caps and a penguin came to a halt on her screen. Money lost."Just keep playing. You win some and lose some. That's why they call it gambling.""Feels more like being robbed."He laughed and, although she didn't smile, she did notice that his laugh had an easygoing manner to it. It had a comforting sound that put her at ease. He was getting exceptionally good at having that effect on her. Usually, men who thought they were charming weren't as charming as they thought. Yet, Morgan was that charming, and it had broken through her defenses. She reached up and pulled the lever again.One of the several waitresses that wandered around approached Morgan, the cup of her ass trying hard to peek out from under her skirt. Jacqui lifted an eyebrow at the brazen outfit, wondering

Morgan pulled into the circular driveway in front of Jacqui's house. All the lights inside seemed to be on just as they were when they had left. Glancing at his watch as he turned the engine off, he noticed it was a quarter past midnight. If Dustin was still awake, Jeannie was going to kill him. It was time to talk to his son about having some father-son secrets.He took a deep breath as he glanced over at Jacqui. She still had not moved. This is going to be great. Opening his truck door, he stepped out into the chilly evening, bracing himself for what was to come. He opened her door, ready to catch her in case she didn't wake up. Luckily, she shifted when the door opened, leaning in the other direction. He unbuckled her seatbelt before attempting to wake her up. "Jacqui, we're here, There's a nice comfy bed right inside waiting for you.""I knew you just wanted to get me into bed." She tried hitting his chest, but it was barely a brush of her fingers. "You never fooled me.""Not tonig

Oh god, am I hungover. She had managed to keep from getting sick, but that didn't mean her head wasn't spinning and her stomach a roller coaster of nausea. She wanted to throw up, but she didn't, and she wasn't sure which was worse. If she could empty her stomach, perhaps she would feel a little better. It had been too long since she felt this way and she couldn't remember the best way to get over it."There is no best way," her father said when he brought her some toast and a cup of hot, black coffee. "Only time cures a hangover, just like only time sobers you up. From what I hear you had several rum runners, so you probably still have some of that in your system. I suggest just lying back and closing your eyes for a while.""I can't close my eyes. Every time I do, the room spins and the bed is like a merry-go-round."Her father laughed. "Yup, you overdid it, all right. Poor Morgan had a hell of a time carrying you inside.""Good. It's the least he deserves for what he did to me.""He

I'm not even in a relationship with Jacqui! This game is getting way out of control if I'm not making passes at women, especially a woman who was expecting me to try.Thirty minutes passed before Faith joined him outside the buffet. He paid, of course, and a small redhead led them to a table, took their drink orders, and then told them to help themselves. "So far, I've found the buffets are the best part of these casinos," Morgan said as he gestured for Faith to lead the way. "They tend to have everything from prime rib to lobster, meatloaf to crawfish. It's easy to pig out here." He laughed as they both picked up their plates and started loading them up with a little of this and a little of that.He beat Faith back to the table, but she wasn't far behind him. By the look of her plate, she had agreed with him on sampling everything and then going back for your favorites. He was already scooping up some wild rice with gravy on it when she settled into her seat, napkin over her lap. She

It's Wednesday. You know, Hump Day. Really? You're not going to make any sexual crack about wanting to celebrate?" He only laughed when Faith gave him shit that morning about not making a pass at her. "You know, you could really be hurting my self-esteem. I mean, I have become quite accustomed to men playing grab ass with me and you do still owe me a stripper pole back at the Brevard office. This new you is really quite boring.""I highly doubt anything I do or don't do could damage that self-esteem of yours. You break hearts; you don't get yours broken. And I know where to point to prove it." Morgan hadn't talked to Edwin in a while, but according to Neal the man was still pining away for the one that got away. However, Faith really didn't get away, because she was never Edwin's to begin with and she made that quite clear, in the beginning, that it was all a game to play. "And no, I think I'll pass on the sexual innuendos until after my first pot of coffee. I'm trying to keep this off