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Moonlit Bay	By : knight Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Def Leppard Views: 1873 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Moonlit Bay(Pt4)
A few hours later, both men sat on the floor in the living room, cards and M&M’s were spread out before them on the coffee table. The fireplace a blaze a few feet away, sending heat through the room as the storm raged outside.
Sav picked up his glass of wine and finished it off, pouring more he sat it aside and rearranged his pile of M&M’s.
Joe glanced at him over his cards. “Those are going to melt if you keep handling them.”
“Nooo…I’ll fall asleep first waiting on you to place your bet.”
“Your distracting me…that makes the 10^th time you have moved those M&M’s from a pyramid to straight lines, smiley faces…I think you made a guitar too….a green one at that.”
“You should be concentrating on your cards, not what I do with my M&M’s. At least I have enough to make a guitar.”
“That’s because you have most of mine.” Joe huffed and slid 4 red ones to the growing pile.
Sav looked at them. “That’s not enough Joe. You have to bet 80.”
“Hum…I don’t have that much….so I call.” Joe sheepishly laid out his cards showing one ace and four 10’s.
“You would.” Sav chuckled.
“I don’t have that much left to place bids.” Joe quipped.
“Then stop eating them and you will.” Sav leaned forward and laid out his cards and quickly scooped the pile towards him.
“Wait a minute…let me see those.” Joe said and stopped him, then looked at his face-up cards. “Ha…I beat you on that hand.”
“No you didn’t….my 3 queens and pair beat your four 10’s.” ”Since when?” Joe frowned, holding his hand still.
“Since…since….your too drunk to notice I was trying to cheat.”
“Nice try Savage,” Joe growled and slapped his hand away from the pile and pulled them toward him. “Now I have something to bid with.”
“To eat you mean.”
“That too.” Joe laughed and tossed one in his mouth.
Sav pushed his glasses up and shuffled the cards to deal out. Joe pushed himself to his feet and stretched, then leaned over to pick up his cards.
“Getting tired of playing?” Sav asked studying his cards.
“No…just stretching….besides, I need to win back my M&M’s.” Joe dropped three cards on the table, to which Sav gave him three more.
Sav took two for himself and waited for Joe to start the bidding.
Trying to hold his smile, Joe sat back down and pushed a green one to the center.
“Are sure you want to bid a hundred?”
“As sure as I am not drunk enough to know that you can’t beat this hand either.”
“ok.” Sav pushed two green ones to the small pile.
“Stiff bid.” Joe commented eyeing his friend closely as he tossed three greens to the pile.
“He is getting brave.” Sav clicked his tongue, placing his bid.
Joe huffed and pushed all of his M&M’s across the table.
“High chocolate,” Sav giggled and did the same. “You lay down first.”
“It’s still your turn.”
“Oh no…mine ended with my bid.”
Joe smirked at him and laid out his cards.
Sav’s smile dropped as he stared at the royal flush. “Ah well…I still paid for them, so technical they are still mine.”
Joe snorted and scooped them to his side of the table.
Sav leaned back on the chair, finishing off another glass of wine. “Want to play again?”
“Yeah, may as well, not much else to do this early.”
“What time is it any way?” Sav asked stretching out his legs, then spread them so that Joe could still sit in front of him.
“I think I heard the DJ say it was 12:43am not to long ago.”
“Did you hear him play Promises too?”
Joe nodded his head. “He said the time right after that.”
“I missed that,” Sav replied looking at his cards. “Probably ‘cause I was surprised that one of our songs was played.”
Joe slid two green M&M’s to the bid pile. “I missed the look on your face.”
“Now that is a surprise, ‘cause you don’t miss anything.” Sav quipped.
“Sometimes I miss things,” Joe mumbled and darted his eyes back and forth between his cards and his friend of many years. Taking a deep breath he blurted it out. “Are those rumors true about you?”
“What rumors?”
“That you’re a switch hitter?”
Sav pushed two red M&M’s to the bid pile. “Everyone knows that I am, so it isn’t a rumor,” Joe’s eyes grew wide as he stared at him. “What?” Sav asked once he saw the strange look he was giving him. “I think you are bluffing on this hand.”
“No..it’s not…, I didn’t know you were a switch hitter.”
Sav rolled his eyes. “How could you not know that? We are around each other to much for you not to notice.”
“I have not notice because you hide it very well.”
“I don’t hide anything; you have seen me do it.”
Joe’s mouth dropped open and he stammered. “I…I most certainly have not seen you.”
Sav snorted. “Yes you have and I’m good at it too. Take your turn.”
The poker game slipped his mind as Joe pushed most of his M&M’s to the center table. “Forget the game. I want to know more about how you can be a switch hitter.”
“Why are you asking me, you do it too?”
“But…not like you do…well….”
Sav shrugged his shoulder, trying to hold back the laughter. “You’re right, not like me, ‘cause you will never be as good as I am.”
“Maybe not.” Joe grumbled and laid his cards face up on the table.
Sav laid his cards out. “You lose…again,” He smiled and looked up at him through his curls. “Switch hitter eh….since when is that a term in footie?”
“That isn’t a term for…..”
They stared at each other for a moment then both said. “What are you talking about?”
“Football.” Sav quickly said and leaned back.
Joe raised his brows. “Hitting on men an…and the rest. That’s what I was talking about.”
Looking down at the table, Sav scoped up the cards and straightened them, then pushed them over to Joe. “Well…seems that you are out of M&M’s, so I win.”
The conversation of ‘switch hitter’ quickly forgotten as the alcohol continued to work its way through their bodies and the task of collecting M&M’s and cards.
“Play again?” Joe asked as he shuffled the cards.
“Sure. Set it up and I’ll stoke the fire, getting a bit chilly in here. And fix myself a sandwich.”
“How can you be hungry after that delicious meal you cooked?”
“Working my brain while you contemplated your next play, gave me an appetite.”
“ha..ha, very funny, probably all the wine you have drank,” Joe replied dryly. “You love taking jabs at me.”
“I’m not that drunk, besides, its fun entertainment, Joe.” Sav giggled on the way to the kitchen.
“Its fun entertainment ,Joe.” He mocked while dealing the cards.
Sav yelled from the other room. “I heard that.”
“I haven’t takin’ the first jab at you since we have been here.” Joe yelled back as he stared at Sav’s cards. He quickly reached over and picked them up to see what he had. A smile crept across his mouth knowing that he won this hand.
“No you haven’t, but….”
“Right…”
“…you can jab at the fire, since I forgot too.”
“Right…ok,” Joe tossed Sav’s cards down and scooted to the fire. Stirring up the glowing orange coals, he quickly laid three more logs over them. After poking and prodding a little more, he was finally satisfied that the logs would catch, he scooted back to his spot. “Hey.…are we going to play or you waiting for the tomatoes to grow?”
Sav strolled back into the room, munching on a chip.
Joe had his chin propped in his hand when he sat down on the floor opposite him. “Took you long enough.”
“Had to make my sandwich prefect,” Joe humph and reached for the other half, Sav smacked his hand. “Go fix your own.” ”I’m still full from dinner.”
“Then why are you trying to take half my sandwich?”
“um…it looks good,” Joe tried his charming smile. “Ok…if I can’t take it, you could uh…maybe offer it to me.”
Sav glared at him and moved the plate out of his reach. “I offered you a one way ticket to the Mohave Desert and you turned it down.”
“Now…just what would I do in the desert?”
“I dunno…” Sav shrugged his shoulder, telling him around the bite he had taken. “Build sandcastles and eat your sand-wich.”
Joe scrunched up his face. “Your humor is so dry sometimes it belongs in the sand.”
Emphasizing smacking his lips and licking his fingers, Sav pushed the dealt cards across the table. “Deal again.”
“Why do I have to deal again?” Joe whined.
Crunching another chip, Sav held his gaze. “You looked at my cards.”
“Wh…I did not.”
“Yes you did Joe, I can tell by the tone in your voice, now deal again.”
“Oh alright,” Joe grumbled. “I had a good hand too.”
“Good enough to beat mine?” Joe dropped his head to hide the smile that spread across his face. ”Yes.”
“Ah! There see, you did look.”
“Fine, I looked.”
“Well, since you admitted looking, you can have the other half.” ”How gracious of you.” Joe smirked.
“You’re welcome.” Sav grinned and picked up the newly dealt cards.
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