Summer Ford cast him a cool glance and kept drawing.
The third draw turned out to be 4, 5… 7!
So close!
Summer pouted, scrambled all the cards up again, reshuffled them, spread them out in her palm and handed them to him. "Your turn."
Ethan Laurent's gaze moved over the cards in her hand, sweeping across each one at an excruciatingly slow pace.
His fingertips reached out; the first card he drew was the King of Hearts.
Summer was slightly taken aback.
So close—just the wrong suit; it was still a King.
Ethan's eyes were still scanning the cards in her hand.
His hand reached out again; the second card he drew was the King of Spades.
Another King, still not the suit required by their rules.
Summer stared in disbelief.
Two Kings in a row!
At this rate, the third one was almost a sure thing!
Ethan's gaze was still on the cards. His hand reached out and he was just about to draw the third one when Summer suddenly pulled her hand back, scooping the cards away altogether.
