Laid Bear by Eve Vaughn (e books for reading .TXT) 📕

boutique and I was counting on that rent money so I got a little greedy. I meant no harm by it. And I would have helped with repairs of the house. I just figured if you still needed a place to stay, you wouldn’t mind so much.”

It was no excuse, but at least Bernice sounded sincere. Zora wasn’t one to hold grudges, besides one couldn’t handpick relatives. “I appreciate that. Maybe when things settle down for me, I can come up for a visit.”

“That would be nice. It’s been a long time.”

“I’d like that. Please keep in touch.”

“Will do.”

When she clicked off her phone, Zora felt much better at how the conversation ended than how it began. Maybe she and Bernice could be real friends one day and not just cousins who spoke on occasion.

“You owe me five hundred dollars.” Zora held her hand out for her payout.

Logan slammed his palms against the table. “This is getting ridiculous. Tell us again how you ended up with all these properties with so little cash. You own all the railroads, utilities and the three most expensive properties on the board.”

Zora held her hand out. “Don’t hate the player, hate the game. Now hand it over, buddy. If you weren’t so busy trying to run your hand up my leg, maybe you’d own more properties too.”

The blond reluctantly handed her a five hundred dollar bill. “You’re lucky you’re cute,” he grumbled.

She grinned. “Nice doing business with you. Your turn, Heath.”

Heath picked up the dice and rolled a six. “Damn. I’m out.”

“Uh-uh. You have to move your marker six spaces,” Zora ordered.

“Why? You know I’m just going to land on one of your properties. I only have fifty dollars left. I think Logan may be right. You’ve been cheating, haven’t you?”

Zora had suggested they have a game night because when she’d lived with her nana, they’d have people over and play board games. She wanted to keep the tradition going with her new family as a way of paying tribute to her grandmother.

She appreciated that her men were willing to participate in this activity with her. They were good sports even though they completely sucked at board games.

“Don’t be a spoilsport. You have to move your little doggie to make it official.”

Heath pursed his lips and moved the designated spots. As he said he would, he landed on one of Zora’s properties.

“Happy?”

“Very much. I’ll take those fifty dollars even though you owe me more.”

“She’s a shark. I think you should check under her chair for hidden money,” Gavin teased. He sat by watching after Zora had knocked him out of the game a while ago.

“Ha ha, very funny. You guys are just being a bunch of babies. It’s not my fault you suck at this.” Zora counted her money ostentatiously to rub it in their faces. She could admit she was competitive when she played board games, but it was all in good fun and even though they grumbled and pretended they weren’t having a good time, she knew they were.

“Right now, the only thing I want to suck is your pussy.”

Logan smacked his lips suggestively.

A wave of heat spread through Zora’s body and she squirmed in her chair as the image of Logan eating her pussy entered her head. “You have such a one track mind. But it’s not going to distract me from this game.”

The men grumbled collectively. Since Zora had the majority of the money, Logan was knocked out in no time, leaving her the undisputed winner.

“We’re definitely going to check you for cheating next time. I say one of us gets to choose the next game,” Gavin suggested.

“Yeah? What game did you have in mind?” she asked, putting the pieces neatly back in the box.

“Strip poker, of course,” Logan said straight-faced.

She rolled her eyes, knowing exactly how this night was going to end. Not taking the bait, she decided to steer the subject to