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15. poker night

A/N: Hey everyone! Hope you're having a groovy week!
I had a lot of fun writing this chapter, so I hope you enjoy it! We're getting closer to the juicy bits and things are getting pretty heated... *wink*

DISCLAIMER: There is gambling in this chapter, therefore may I remind you that gambling is illegal for minors and in some countries for people under the age of 21; furthermore I DO NOT ADVICE GAMBLING nor DO I PROMOTE IT.
I think it's stupid and you shouldn't do it. You can play all those games without having to gamble actual money.

So, recapping... GAMBLING IS BAD AND YOU SHOULDN'T DO IT.

Thank you. Now, please... enjoy!

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"You've got to be kidding me."

Sam stared at the cards on the table, realising he had just lost. Again.

"What can I say? I guess I'm a lucky gal." Natalie chuckled, standing up from her seat and reaching the centre of the wooden table with her arms to collect her relatively small pile of money. The room was dark, except for the only source of light coming from the small chandelier dangling down from the ceiling. Before Maria and the boys arrived, Bucky and Natalie turned all the lights off and decided to push the table directly under the chandelier, in order to have that classic mysterious saloon-esque vibe. They started the night with a few snacks and some pizza, catching up with each other. Bucky wasn't sure drinking was a good idea since they all had work the next day, but soon after the game started, a bottle of Macallan was brought to the table with several crystal glasses, and it only felt natural to sip on a good whiskey while playing Texas Hold 'Em.

"You sure you've never done this before?" Sam enquired doubtfully, taking a sip from his glass. He was wearing a white tight t-shirt, almost too tight for his bulky figure, and his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, making the fabric on his arms wrinkle and stretch.

Natalie sometimes struggled to understand how all of Bucky's friends could be so attractive. Her glance quickly moved between them, smiling at Sam, then at Steve and then at Bucky, catching his piercing blue eyes gazing at her, right before they hurriedly moved away. She smirked slightly, loving how he fought to keep himself from ogling at her the same way she did with him.

Bucky's shirt was slightly looser than Sam's but still quite fitted to his ripped chest. She could see the fabric pulling from his chest to his shoulders, accommodating for his size. As her eyes traveled across his body, taking in all the details of the skin of his neck, and arms, lost in the smooth curves of his muscles, she subconsciously started gnawing at her bottom lip.

"Nat?" Sam sneered at her, noticing her dreamy eyes lusting over Bucky.

"W-What?"

"Poker? You sure you've never played before?" He chuckled amusedly.

Natalie place a hand on her heart and looked at him with a serious frown. "I swear." She said solemnly.

"Mmh-mmh." Sam hummed in response, still not fully believing her.

"What do you swear on?" Maria intervened with a grin, crossing her arms in front of her chest. "If you really didn't cheat, then make it believable... swear on something."

Natalie sat back down and leaned back on her chair, giving it some thought before answering. She could feel the alcohol starting to intoxicate her mind, making it slightly foggy and light. Her tongue getting looser, ready to speak any kind of nonsense her brain could think of. A giggle escaped her lips when she finally came up with a good answer.