The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Linda was not counting on Frank to understand anyway-he could hold his liquor, but he would not know much about drinking games since he did not work in PR. "Someone brought two decks of cards!"

As Nora soon returned with two decks of playing cards, Linda shuffled them masterfully before saying, "Well, I'll be the dealer for the first round!"

"Sure." Frank shrugged.

Linda quickly distributed three cards to everyone, and seeing that was a third of all the cards, Frank understood why there were two decks.

"One shot, Mr. Frankton. Do you yield?"

Frank picked up his cards: a straight flush to king.

Since it was a good hand, he shook his head. "No!"

Linda could tell from his reaction that his hand was good too and turned toward Nora. "What about you?"

"Three shots!"

more used to the game than Frank and bluffed convincingly despite having a bad hand. "Three

shots," Nora

already saw through Nora's

forgetting to explain how the rules worked. "See, Mr. Frankton? She called my bluff and had me show her my cards, so that's twice my bet. But if she loses, she just has to drink three. "Also, if we're taking this seriously, we shouldn't take it shot by shot. Why don't

her head. "That won't do. It's a

with it since Linda was their leader. Smiling, Linda continued toward the other members and won most of

I've beenet you hard, so why don't I drink for

right to choose to yield

was a little dull. I was intending to play a

up. "I haven't gotten

Frank shrugged. "I'm not yielding

"Three shots it is!"

hand was definitely

exclaimed as he

"Oh, shit!"