Scarlet Risqué books

Red Hourglass

“Do you play poker?” he asked. “It’s been a while.” My cheeks flushed as soon as I spoke. Damn it. I remembered my game of strip poker with Mr. Cheap Poker. “I know how to play … but I’m not very good,” I lied. “I like to play with everyone in my department,” he said as he glanced down at my shor...