I stand to look at Brooke with my phone held firmly to my ear.

“What are you doing here?” I ask.

“Alex?” Brooke says.

“What?”

“You can put the phone down now,” she replies. I roll my eyes and then I feel a wide smile coming over my face. I giggle as I cancel the call and put the phone on the table.

“Am I dreaming, or is this really you?” I ask.

“It is me, I am really here,” she says.

“How? When? Why?” I say.

“Conor told me you had been taken, so I got the first flight here,” Brooke says.

“So where have you been all this time?”

“I have been looking for your sorry ass,” Brooke comments, looking glad to see me.

“I know, but where have you been staying?”

“A friend of Ty and Joseph’s, she is really cool,” Brooke says.

“At least she has taken you under her wing,” I say.

I smile at Brooke. I step back and shake my head. I can’t believe she has come all this way looking for me. That is quite remarkable. I pull Brooke closer and wrap my arms around her and hold her tight.

“Come on, let’s get out of here,” Brooke says.

I push back slightly and look into her eyes. “I can’t leave yet. I have a debt to settle,” I say.

“You think playing cards will solve it?” she asks.

I lift my hand with the blackened fingers. “No, but it will stop this happening again,” I say.

“Dear God, how did they do that?”

“A hammer.”

“That is bad, really bad,” she says. Her eyes fill up with tears.

“I know, that’s why I have two more games to play, and I have to win against the Russian mob,” I explain.

“The hole just gets deeper,” Brooke says.

I sit Brooke on the couch. “I have a plan. I have to lose the last hand of the last game,” I say.

“How are you going to do that?” Brooke asks.

“Brent has fixed it for him to be the dealer. All I have to do is get the money from Beau as the stake and find someone who can play cards a little,” I say.

“And who can do that?” Brooke asks.

“I am still working on that,” I say.

“You are leaving it a bit late.” Brooke holds my hand.

“Let’s just forget about all that for a while,” I say. “I have missed you so much.”

I lean closer to Brooke and kiss her passionately. I feel her instantly melt into my arms. I brush her long dark hair from her face and push it over her shoulder. I stand up from the couch and lock the door.

I turn and offer Brooke my other hand. She gets to her feet, and I take hold of her t-shirt. I gasp as she raises her arms over her head. I drop her shirt to the floor. I look down and fumble with the button of her jeans and slowly pull the zipper open.

Brook trembles as I pull her jeans over her perfectly formed ass. She kicks off her jeans and stands there, purely and innocently, just for me. I open my shirt and throw it on the couch.

I slip from my pants and my shorts as Brooke removes her bra and her panties. I lead her to the bed. Brooke lays back and rests her head on one of the pillows. Her blue eyes fix on mine as I run my tongue and kiss up her slender legs.

“Mmm, that’s nice,” she murmurs.

My tongue traces a line up the length of her calf and around the back of her knees. I slowly caress her inner thighs with the tip of my tongue.

Brooke’s body squirms as I move closer to her pussy. She whimpers with pleasure, and her hips raise and push her pussy toward my teasing tongue.

“You have no idea,” Brooke murmurs.

My tongue runs through the creases of her pussy, and I can already taste her juices. The musky aroma engulfing and enticing me nearer to her. My tongue pushes through the wet lips of her pussy. I lift my head as my tongue bobs over her wanting clit. I spread the soft folds of her pussy and flick the tip of my tongue frantically against her arousal.

Brooke arches her back; her breasts rise upward as her ass lifts from the bed. She slides a pillow under her gyrating hips.

“Alex, how long I have waited to say it?” she mumbles.

“Say what?” I ask, getting a breath.

“Just fuck me, fuck me quick,” she coos.

I kneel between the junction of her perfect thighs, I stroke my throbbing shaft and bring myself to a full erection. I push my hips forward and then I slide the head of my hard cock between the wet lips of Brooke’s wanting pussy. She sucks in a deep breath, and I watch her caressing her breasts as her body is taken by pure lust and ecstasy.

Inch after inch, I push my shaft deeper inside Brooke. Her hips buck wildly in response to my thrusting hips. She raises her legs as I drive myself deeper. I dig my fingers into her hips and grind my loins against the wetness of her aching pussy.

“Alex, my god, this is Lovers Cove all over again,” she squeals.

Brooke arches her hips wildly, she writhes deeply in sexual torment and moves with movements that match my rhythmic thrusting. I feel my body will finally reach the point when I have to explode. Where my hot seed will fill her.

I feel Brooke as she wildly and provocatively pushes her grinding hips against me. “Alex, I am going to cum,” she mumbles as her body shivers beneath my slamming thrusts.

“Hang on baby, I am almost there,” I mutter.

Our bodies move together in total harmony as Brooke starts to shake and quiver. Her mouth opens and her eyes close as her body finally releases her in a glorious moment of sensations that flood from deep within her body.

Brooke pulls on my shoulders, I feel my balls tighten and waves of warmth flood down my spine. My hips thrust twice and then a third time as my body releases me. I shoot deep inside of Brooke’s quivering body.

Brooke pulls the soft pillow from under the smooth skin of her ass and drops it to the floor. I slide myself from between her quivering hips as I gasp for breath. I feel my heartbeat slowing as my body finally returns to normal.

I turn my head to Brooke. “I never want to be apart from you ever again once this is over,” I say.

“Same here, I have spent most of my life away from this sort of relationship, and with the will of God I will be by your side for as long as I can,” Brooke says.

You put a lot of faith in God…

“When do you think it will all be over?” Brooke asks.

“Tomorrow is the last game, all I need is a player and the money from Beau,” I say.

“Is there anything more I can do to help?” Brooke asks.

“If you try and get hold of Shona and find out about the money and how they are going to send it, that would really help.”

“I can do that, they should be leaving the bank soon,” Brooke replies.

I stand from the bed and walk to the bathroom. I look at myself in the mirror. Everything is going to get really complex very soon…

I wash my face and wrap myself in a towel. I walk back into the room, and Brooke is kneeling on the couch, looking from the window to the car where the watcher is sitting.

“What are you staring at?” I ask.

“I was just looking to see if Bell is still there?”

“And is she?”

“I’m not sure where she is, but the guy is not looking this way so I can sneak out,” Brooke adds.

She dresses quickly and stands by the door. I see the guy rolling his head ‘round and ‘round. His hands grip his steering wheel.

“It looks like he is having a yoga session or something,” I say.

Brooke looks from the curtain, then she begins giggling.

“What are you laughing at?” I ask. She is hilarious, sometimes.

“Keep watching after I have gone,” she says.

Brooke turns and kisses me passionately. “Keep your phone on,” I say.

She opens the door and walks away from the guy’s car. She passes on the far side of the parking lot and walks on the edge of the road. I watch from the curtain as a head pops up from the guy's lap. A girl I guess is Bell leans to the window and spits. She wipes her mouth and smiles at the guy in the car. She steps out and walks away from him. He rests his head on his seat and then looks in my direction.

I wave to him, and for once he actually smiles. “Christ he’s lucky!”

“Getting what you want, can take a significant amount of sacrifice.”