My Silver Lining Excerpt
I bent down, eyeing the path from the ball to the right corner pocket. I rolled my stick through my pointer and middle finger, warming it up.
The large pompous ass standing at the end of the table was distracting me, and I didn’t appreciate it.
“Can you please move out of the way? I’m trying to focus,� I hissed.
“I’m behind the shot. I’m hardly in your way,� he said, knowing he was getting under my skin. “Maybe it’s too much pressure, and someone should stick to making jewelry.�
Oh, no, he didn’t.
Game on, Rafe Chadwick.
I pulled back, determined to sink the shot.
But the stick slipped against my fingers, and I made contact too low with the ball. I put force behind it because I knew it was going to have to move quickly to make it across the table.
My eyes widened as the ball caught air and moved like a bullet, stopping only when it made direct contact with Rafe’s groin.
My ball hit his balls.
He howled and then disappeared as his body hit the floor.
Damn it. This wasn’t good.
The large pompous ass standing at the end of the table was distracting me, and I didn’t appreciate it.
“Can you please move out of the way? I’m trying to focus,� I hissed.
“I’m behind the shot. I’m hardly in your way,� he said, knowing he was getting under my skin. “Maybe it’s too much pressure, and someone should stick to making jewelry.�
Oh, no, he didn’t.
Game on, Rafe Chadwick.
I pulled back, determined to sink the shot.
But the stick slipped against my fingers, and I made contact too low with the ball. I put force behind it because I knew it was going to have to move quickly to make it across the table.
My eyes widened as the ball caught air and moved like a bullet, stopping only when it made direct contact with Rafe’s groin.
My ball hit his balls.
He howled and then disappeared as his body hit the floor.
Damn it. This wasn’t good.
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