Caleb’s mouth thins into disapproval. “I think you’ve done enough gambling lately. Far be it from me to warn against the dangers of gambling addiction…”
I scowl at him.
"If you want to play blackjack again, you'll have to do other things first."
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My hand wraps around Seven's throat.
His breath catches sharply, but he leans into my touch instead of pulling away from me more.
I squeeze for a few seconds. I’m going to hurt him.
I loosen my grip, but I don’t let go. “Tell me to stop,” I whisper.
He gives a quick shake of his head. “I don’t want you to stop,” he says.
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Seven passes me and goes to the couch to sit on the other side of Nacho, cooing over the orange tabby. I don’t know how something so small can have a purr so loud, but it makes me grin despite the stress of the evening.
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My eyes land on the thick scar on his side, where a whip must have wrapped around and sliced him open. Senseless anger rushes through me. I already know what he’s been through. The scar isn’t new.
But still, I hate whoever used him so carelessly.
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“Do you want me to hurt you, Seven?” Caleb asks. “Do you want Havoc to choke you? Do you want Vortex to hold you down?”
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“Remember that thing where the house always wins, Seven? You aren’t going to earn it back,” Havoc says quietly. “You have to cut your losses.”
“My luck has to change,” I tell him earnestly. “I lost like… five times in a row. I was eventually going to win!"
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