Gambler’s Conceit: Chapter 6 (Havoc)

“Maybe I should pinch your ass every time you need to raise.”

“I think all the squirming would get obvious,” Seven replies, grinning back at me.

“Then you’ll just have to be very, very still, won’t you?” I counter.

He chuckles. “All right, you win. But if I win, and I’m sore all over, you have to kiss it all better.”