The year someone turns 18 they have the opportunity to be injected with a serum that will produce a soulmate mark somewhere on their body. This serum is costly and the procedure to get the injection is not covered by insurance.
A rare illness cropp...
A/N: I'm sure you have already worked this out from the previous chapter, but a heads up anyways. This chapter is NSFW
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Initially I had considered breaking first and trying to get Jk disrobed before me. There were a couple reasons I had changed my mind and decided against that potential sequence of events. The first was that if I did the breaking it would show my hand and how I hustled Jk early on in our game. The second reason was that if he got me to at least remove my top I could use my cleavage as another weapon in my arsenal to distract him from scoring against me.
"Daisy, I'm going to lock the door. I don't want anyone walking in on you like that. I'm not sure I want anyone to be able to walk in during this game." I'm sure he isn't necessarily thinking along the same lines as I am at this point, but I am definitely thankful that the door has a lock on it. I imagine all of the rooms down here do. Hmm. That means the exercise room and personal theater probably do too. Definitely good information to know for future reference.
"That's fine, Jk." I smile at him. "Since, I'm obviously not very good I figured you should probably break again. I probably won't even manage to scatter the balls across the table." I almost feel guilty for lying, but I am pretty positive if the end result goes in the direction I anticipate it will then he will probably take only a short moment for him to quickly forgive me.
"You said if we have a streak of sinking two or more balls?" I guess now that his worries have been basically eliminated he is starting to come around to the idea. "I feel like perhaps we should change that a bit. Because what if I have a streak of sinking five? That hardly seems fair that I would only get you to remove one article of clothing." He applied a lethal duality smirk to punctuate his suggestion, and it has me mentally tripping up for a second or two.
I pause for a moment or two, not only to think but to regain my composure. "So, how about this then? Two to three balls equal one article of clothing. Four to five equal two. Six or Seven equal three. Sinking the 8 ball during a streak of four or more equals the rest of the clothing coming off, otherwise it counts the same as the two to three rule." I doubt he will get more than four in a streak, but just to be on the safe side.
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