"You've got to know when to hold 'em. Know when to fold 'em. Know when to work away and know when to run."
Jensen's POV
This room is something else. She near enough has a casino here. Rob, Steve, Jase and Chris are the only other ones at this impromptu poker game. We figured the poor guy could use some good people to talk to.
"Everyone ok with Texas hold 'em?" Steve asks. We all voice our agreement while Rob pours drinks for us all and Chris shuffles the deck. The game starts easy enough, glasses of whiskey and friendly banter. Incredible sex, good whiskey and poker with the boys. I'm having a pretty fucking awesome day I have to admit. I wear a smug smile knowing full well what a lucky bastard I am.
"What's got you looking like the cat that got the cream?" Chris asks as he deals the next hand.
"Me, nothing as such. Just life is good. Am I not allowed to be happy?"
"It's a good look on you, and you wear it well. Just not one we are used to seeing this much." Jase says.
"I have so say I think I may have reached a whole new level of happiness."
"I mean I can say I blame the man. I f I had a woman like Lettie in my life I would be smiling a lot more." Steve says. You would think after knowing how much I wanted to punch him earlier he would learn to keep his mouth shut. He just shrugs when I glare at him.
"The only thing that worries me, is that if that smile has anything to do with Lettie. She's not the most reliable when it comes to relationships." Rob says and his comment rubs me the wrong way. I know she's scared at likely to run the minute things get hard. But like I said the chase is fun. She won't run because she doesn't feel anything for me. She will run because she doesn't know how to deal with that and I can see that the first big test we have to cause a few issues. After all it's the catching part of the chase that is the most fun. But there is no way that I would ever describe her the way Rob just has.
"I don't know if I would agree with you on that one. Does she get scared and freak out? Yes, but she's always where I need her to be. I'm happy to take whatever she is willing to give for as long as she's willing to give it. Can you describe yourself the same way? Can you say you are brave enough to even try with the person you feel the most for?" Yeah I'm being a jackass but he deserves it. He's too much of a chicken shit to man up to his own relationship so he thinks he can start attacking mine. I don't fucking think so.
"I'm not in a relationship to say I'm there for someone. I'm fine. I'm free and single, living the best life kind of guy. I do what I want when I want and have fun with whoever I want. All I was saying is don't expect too much in the way of commitment from her. I just don't think she's capable of it." Right then fucker. This is how we're gonna do this it is?
"Ok. How about we cut the shit. Scar and I are having fun. We are as committed to each other as we want to be. We are happy. We aren't going to get married next week. We have something there that we want to explore but instead of being happy that one of your closest friends has some happiness in her life for a change. Honest to God happiness for the first time in a long time. You are being a prick about it." The dick starts to interrupt me. "No I'm not finished yet." I say cutting him off before he starts. "Now, Mr Happy and single. How about you start talking about what's really pissing you off because you and I both know how fucking stupid you are being." Everyone else around the table is watching our interaction intensely. Heads swinging back and forth.
"Fuck this. I came here to have a friendly game of poker not deal with this shit." Rob says moving to get up.
"Sit the fuck down dickhead. You need to sort this out." Steve says before I get chance to say anything.
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Tennessee Whiskey AU
FanfictionThis is a story about Scarlet Moore, the struggles she had to face, and how she both recovered and found strength from them. From meeting Jensen Ackels and then later Dean Winchester. P.S. This is a story based on Scarlet Moore and her life and on...