The Gamble by Donna Alam EPUB & PDF

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  • Authors: Donna Alam
  • Language: English
  • Genre: contemporary romance
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I bet he’s a really good kisser…
Of course he’s a good kisser. With a mouth like that, how could he be
anything else? Not that I’ve had that pleasure, and not that I think a kiss is
the reason he’s brought me into this room.
I wish I had lips like his, full and soft-looking. I imagine kissing him would
be just like kissing a girl. Better even, because that one time I kissed Jenny
Sullivan at camp didn’t exactly rock my world.

“I tried to explain, but it’s like he wasn’t listening.”
I sway a little to the muted sound of the music playing in the other room. I
ordinarily hate house parties, but this house is in Chelsea, and they’re
serving champagne, not warm beer in disposable cups. The guests are
dressed like it’s a debutant ball in fancy frocks and evening suits. And the
party pills on offer are being passed around on silver trays. Not that party
pills are my thing.

Anyway, Tod asked me to come with him tonight, and he’s pretty good at
talking me into things I don’t want to do. But if nothing else, it’s a
networking experience. Rich people enjoy investing in art, and I enjoy
selling it to them.
“Then he said it wasn’t his problem,” he continues, throwing up his hands
in a gesture of futility.

“Really?” I tilt my head as though engrossed. I suppose I am, but more with
the shapes his mouth makes than the sounds. His voice can be a bit whiny.
He makes shapes with his hands as he talks, too. I’ve never found a man’s
fingers so intriguing. They’re kind of stubby, I suppose, but those calloused
tips make me shiver with the slightest brush. Or they would if he ever
touched me.

I don’t even mind the paint that collects under his fingernails. Much. And
dirty fingernails usually give me the biggest ick.
“Please tell me you understand.” He makes puppy dog eyes at me, which is
annoying, given he’s not a Labrador. “There wasn’t anything else I could
do.”

One of these days, I’m going to get that mouth to kiss me and those hands
to touch me, and then—
“Say something. Please.”
“Of course.” I place my champagne flute back on the table, my spiked heels
echoing as I take a couple of hips-swaying steps closer. “Of course I
understand.”
One day, he’ll notice the silken swish of my dress and the toned length of
my thigh through the long split.

“Oh, thank God.” The words rush out, and when he smiles, it warms my
insides like a mouthful of good whiskey. “You’re just the best, Ned.”
I almost grimace. It’s not the cutest of pet names, but I suppose it’s cuter
than Lav. I hate it when my brothers call me that. It’s so undignified being
referred to as a toilet.

“So you’ll go speak with him?”
“Absolutely.” I dust my hands across Tod’s shoulders, and when he lifts his
chin, I adjust the angle of his dickie bow.

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