Ian Harding didn't gamble on getting expelled from the poker room for defending a gorgeous cocktail waitress. Another loss and he’ll be forced to face the past he escaped to Sin City to avoid. But Lady Luck is finally on his side when he wins a date arranged by the 1Night Stand dating service. Jaded by the men she meets at the casino, Kira Marchi bets on Madame Eve to set her up with the right guy to work through her sexual bucket list. When her date turns out to be the sexy poker player who came to her rescue in the poker room, she can’t wait to get started on that list. One night isn’t enough for Ian or Kira, but he has a past to face and she doesn’t think a future for them is in the cards. Can he convince her to go all in?
The constant clang of slot machines gave the impression winners filled the casino, but Ian knew the truth. Risking all of his money in an attempt to teach the idiot a lesson had made him a loser. To win, he needed to keep his emotions at bay. He should have walked away after losing his initial buy-in. But, no matter how far he got from Portland, he couldn’t seem to stop his mistakes from compounding.
“Excuse me.” A lilting female voice drew him away from his mental self-flagellation.
The waitress. His dream woman. The Enchantress.
“Thanks for standing up for me.” She held out a slip of paper. “You forgot this at the table.”
Her hourglass figure filled out her uniform of a red corset and black miniskirt. He dragged his eyes from her cleavage and accepted the voucher. He wouldn’t be like Dick and ogle her.
If only they could’ve met under different circumstances. His face itched under her scrutiny, and he scratched his beard stubble.
Her eyes sparkled, and her lips curved into a smile. The kind of smile displayed by gamblers in the sports book when their horse crossed the finish line and they held the winning ticket. She handed him a bottle of water from her tray.
He reached into his pocket for a tip but found only lint. Once he returned from the pawnshop, he’d find her and give her a gratuity.
Ignoring his open palm, she kept her eyes locked on his. “Have a nice evening.” With a sway of her hips, she walked away.
Ian flipped the paper over. The voucher provided an email address and offer for a complimentary date arranged by a Madame Evangeline and her online dating service, 1Night Stand.
A night of hot sex would relieve his tension.