“I need food and a beer!”I shouted back.
“Hurry!”
He just ensured I would take my sweet time.Jackass.
Elsie stepped around the corner and paused when she saw me.Like magic, my anger started to fade.
“Why don’t you join us in the great room, Pickles?”
She bit her lip, and her cheeks pinkened.I really hoped that was because she was thinking about my dick.
“I, uh, okay,” she stammered.
“Come get a snack first.Basketball requires fuel.”
She frowned.“Watching it does?”
I nodded.“Yes.At least for me.I have to work the entire time.”
“Work how?”
“Oz has business, so all the betting action is on me.”
She tilted her head to the side, causing the dark locks to slide over her shoulder.My fingers twitched, wanting to reach out and run them through it.Luther’s words earlier replayed in my head, so I didn’t act on that urge.
“What do you have to do exactly?”
My eyes went back up to meet hers.“Eh, you know, constantly update odds, adjust those odds to entice bets on one side—don’t want to have too much liability on one single outcome—watch the bets to make sure there aren’t any spikes that could mean insider info, fun shit like that.”
Her eyes brightened, which wasn’t what I’d expected.“So, it’s all a numbers thing.”
I nodded.
“I can help—I mean, if you need it.That’s kind of what I’m going to school for.”
She was going to school to be a bookie?Doubtful.You didn’t need a degree for that.
“What’s your major?”
“Finance,” she replied, then scrunched her nose as if that was embarrassing.
Fucking A.The corners of my mouth lifted slowly.“Well, damn.Yeah, you need a snack because you just got yourself a job tonight.Gathe can’t count his fingers.He’s no help.”
The flush of excitement in her expression made it appear as if she was damn happy about it.Huh.This might end up being a fun night.
Sixteen
Elsie
“You looking at the spread?”Forge called out as his eyes remained glued to the television.
“Yeah,” I assured him.
“Watching the total going over?”he asked.
“Yes.The line is moving though,” I told him.
“That’s because of the backdoor cover.”
