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He looked at his hand and nearly shouted hallelujah A flush “You in or out?”

Emma took five poker chips from the stack in front of her “In”

Was she bluffing? No way could she beat hi off Or the socks Please let it be the sweater Please

“You?” she asked

He picked up ten chips, one that had the eye of the whale “I’m in”

“Shohat you got,” Emma said

Erik laid down his cards, spreading them with flourish “Boo-yah!”

“Oh, , that’s really good,” she said, her eyes widening

“Yeah, so don’t cry when you take off that pretty little top of yours”

Emma spread her cards “But I think I’ll keep it on”

She had a fucking straight flush

“No,” he said, shaking his head “No freaking way”

Erinned “Hey, you dealt me those cards, and noill take my prize Off with the boxers”

Erik stood “Are you cheating?”

“Absolutely not I’ boy,” E her hands like an empress

He had to wonder if this was really E because she was so, so, so different froether, reserved woman he’d observed the day before It wasn’t that she cain typejust not a woman ould clap her hands and order him to remove his drawers

“Are you sure?” he said, hooking his thumbs into the waistband of his boxers

E “Yeah, I want those cute little hearts to hit the floor”

Yeah, he had on the heart boxers his ex-girlfriend had given him a few years back Not the most manly of underpants, but they were comfy