Next One Is a Babe

Chapter 1696

Cindy’s tight expression only meant that her mind was focused after losing the past few rounds, andshe was neither angry nor anxious as she glanced up at Logan. “No, I’m not half scared to death. I’mjust a little slow at picking up on the basics of the game, that’s all.”

Logan blinked at her in surprise. “You mean you’ve never played poker before?”

“Not really, but I’ve seen others play,” she explained flatly.

Hazel played poker all the time, and there had been days when Cindy needed her help, but she alwaysbrushed Cindy off by saying she couldn’t leave the table on a whim. As a result, Cindy would wait bythe sidelines and catch a glimpse or two of the game, but she never bothered to learn.

Upon hearing this, Logan sighed and pointed out, “You could have told us sooner.”

He stopped and left his seat, after which he walked up to the door to summon an attendant. Theattendant was meant to take over Cindy’s spot, for Logan had asked Ian to guide her through the restof the game.

Ian stood up and took the seat next to Cindy’s without objection, and at that moment, she couldn’t helpher frustration. It was as if they were back to playing the game from earlier, only this time she hadtrouble making sense of her cards.

On the surface, Ian might look like he was guiding her through the poker game, but in reality, he wasdistracting her. She had already forgotten all that he had taught her about the video game; hisexplanations now might clear her doubts, but she had a feeling that it would only take a second before

confusion seeped in once more.

She was acutely aware of how close he was as they sat next to each other, though this was nothingcompared to the intimacy they had shared in front of the gaming machine. That being said, he wasprobably only sitting next to her so he could see her cards and help her with them, but that didn’t meanhe wasn’t too close to her for comfort.

Presently, the attendant took the empty seat to resume the poker game.

This time, Ian was not an active player, and he allowed Cindy to arrange her own cards. It was onlywhen he felt like something might go wrong that he gave her a gentle reminder or two.

This made it easier for Cindy to relax and focus on the game, but Logan was a little miffed as hesnapped, “Ian, watch your girlfriend! She’s totally throwing off my momentum—you’re supposed to beguiding her instead of letting her go rogue on the stakes. Oh, for heaven’s sake!”

Cindy had decided to raise the stakes again.

Ian scoffed in amusement and taunted, “Are you going to fold?”

Logan clenched his jaw and rolled up his sleeves. “First of all, I wouldn’t fold even if you were playingon her behalf. I’m a legend at poker games, and I’ve been playing poker for as long as I can remember.Do you really think I’d have a bad hand after all this time?”

If he had to be honest, his hand wasn’t that extraordinary, and he wasn’t sure why he was beinghaughty all of a sudden. Perhaps he was trying to look good in front of his own wife, but Lola didn’teven spare him a glance as she stared at her own cards.

Cindy was entertained by their interactions, but she swallowed the bubble of laughter that threatened toescape her. Ian, on the other hand, was mute as he drew closer to her.

The game went on, and this time, Ian made sure to rein Cindy in. He patiently explained the types ofhand she had and which cards she should trade, but instead of helping her every step of the way, hemerely prompted her once in a while. Eventually, she got the hang of poker.

Ever since Ian had joined Cindy’s side, the odds seemed to turn against Logan.

Lola, however, was apathetic toward her husband as she drawled, “This is what you get for braggingabout your ‘legendary’ skills. Hope you’re hungry enough to eat your own words.”

Logan frowned. He didn’t like the idea of folding, not after all his years of playing poker, and certainlynot while Ian was at the table. With a proud sniff, he said, “Just wait and see. I’ll have the odds in myfavor soon.”

He spoke too soon, for he remained idle while everyone else—especially Lola—at the table wasbeginning to trade cards faster than he had expected. Lola looked like she was more than ready toshow her hand, and she believed Cindy and the attendant were ready as well. Logan was the only onewho seemed reluctant, and her heart went out to him.

Meanwhile, Cindy had come into the game with the presumption that Logan was a card shark throughand through, given his track record from the first few rounds.

But that was before Ian joined her side, and the attendant was obviously a card shark himself. Lolamight lack the finesse of a seasoned player, but it was clear to see that Logan had held back during thenovelbin

game.

At the end of the day, Logan was still on the losing side, but one had to commend his ability to talk hisway through his losses. He didn’t fold, but even when he had the worst hand for the last few rounds, hestill maintained his streak of sassy commentary.

Cindy could no longer stop herself from laughing. “You’re all talk, Logan, but I think you’re doing just asbadly as I did when I started out!”