He dealt.I glanced at my cards. Zoey turned her neck to see, but I turned my cards away and put on my stonecold poker face. She looked at her boyfrien...'s cards and nervously bit her lip."You can do this," she whispered to Ben."You want any?" he asked me."I'll play these."He put down two and took two, shuffling his cards around. "Ready?"I laid my cards down, three kings. His eyes bulged. He put down his cards, two pairs, jacks over fives. Zoey put her face in her hands."You shuffle for shit," I. "Remember when Dad welcomed you to the family and said you were home now?" Uh, yes. Sure I do..." Hope, he meant every word he said — literally. He welcomed you home. You're one of us now — family — in every sense of the word. You have the right to anything that our family has — well, other than my husband," she corrected with a grin."But..." Oh come on. You're Jennie's sister. We've known each other all our lives, and you like my Dad, don't you?" You know I do. He has been nice to me for as. Blues, yellows, greens; white and deep cerulean. Afterword reminded me of Jesse, he was the eyes of friends, the twin with the gift for his brother. So I was painting my present to him. I hadn't travelled the world, hadn't headed out west and fetch up again, but when I looked at Jesse I felt my world fixed in his eyes, and too him, apparently I was special. So I painted.I painted a vision of the world that I wanted to run through with Jesse. The sky was made of close interlocked and. The only thing in the room was a chair. Before he knew what was happening he was seated in that chair, watching the top of her blonde curls as she knelt in front of him. His cock twitched violently against the cloth of his pants at the thought of someone so sexy in such close proximity. He felt movement around his ankles, and as she straightened back up he realised what had happened. She stood in front of him, caught his eye and winked before she bent at the waist. What an amazing view! Her.