CHAPTER 116

Declan walked to the opposite end of the pool table from Serena, the table itself serving as the only barrier between them. His dark eyes met hers with a lazy, inscrutable gaze.

Pres looked between Declan and Serena, his lips curling into a mischievous grin.

“Just a heads-up, my buddy Declan here has never lost a game. If I were you, I’d consider surrendering, doing a striptease for him, and call