Double Dealing
"When did you get so good at poker?" muttered Sebastian as he stripped off his undershirt. "I don't know," said Michelle, "When did you start working out?" "About a year ago," said Sebastian, "as I recall, you accused me of becoming a musclehead at the time." As he said it, he looked over at Devon, Michelle's new beau, for any sign of a reaction. It was hard to tell by fire and lantern light, but there was no sign, positive or negative. He kept his head down, concentrating on...