Page 65 of Burn Falls
“A hundred?”
Draven’s gaze flicked to Athan and then back to the guy. “Us two verses you two?” he asked, motioning between him and Athan, not Draven and me. I didn’t mind. If money was on the line, I didn’t want to be responsible for losing.
“You scared to lose with your girl playing?” the other guy mocked.
Draven looked at me and then back to the guys. “Not at all.”
“Oh God,” I groaned.
“I’ll even do it with my eyes closed.”
My eyes widened at Draven’s statement as the guys laughed.
“If you want,” the first guy mocked.
Draven and Athan shared a look again, and then Draven looked to me. “Ready, sweets?”
The only saving grace was that it wasn’t my money on the line. I just hoped that Draven wouldn’t be upset if we didn’t win. “I guess so,” I replied and then downed the rest of my whiskey.
“You’ve got this, Calla!” Valencia shouted.
We started to play round by round, and Draven did keep his eyes closed. Surprisingly, he was still hitting close to the bullseye. Athan had gotten us another round of drinks, and the Seahawks were winning in the fourth quarter of their playoff game. All was good, and Draven was going to be one-hundred dollars richer.
“How are you doing that?” I whispered while one of the other guys took their turn.
“Told you I’ve been playing for years.”
“Still. Do you play every day or something?”
Draven kissed the side of my head. “Nope.”
“So you’re just that good?”
“He’s a fucking cheater. That’s what he is.”
My gaze flicked to the guy not taking his turn as he stared Draven down.
“What’d you say?” Draven asked, taking a step toward the guy.
“I said you’re a fucking cheater.”
“And how is that?” Athan stood and got right behind Draven as I took a step back.
“What is happening?” V whispered as she got up and stood next to me.
“Testosterone maybe?” I took a sip of my drink, keeping the glass in my hand as though it was popcorn.
“I don’t know, but you are,” the guy replied and then looked to his friend for confirmation. The friend nodded.
“Can you even cheat at darts?” Draven asked, and then he and Athan chuckled.
“Something’s not right,” the guy went on.
“Prove it then,” Athan stated.
“I don’t need to prove shit.”
The laughter increased as Draven said to Athan, “This asshole is accusing me of cheating and can’t prove it.”
