“So Kennard I take it you rushed in here to ask me something. Well I am listening.”

She looked at me before answering and I saw the sly smile tug at the corner of her mouth and a glint in her eyes that I could not quite place.

“Al there is no reason I just thought it would be fun for us all to hang out tonight as we leave for France in the morning. So come to my suite at about half seven, you can help set up. Oh and if Bette asks this was planned before we saw her this morning and you can bring that mystery woman of yours if she is about.”

“Actually Kennard she got here yesterday, and I would be glad to bring her tonight.”

I went to get up but as we both made to leave the small living space in the horsebox that I pretty much called home at the moment a thought occurred to me.

“Hey Kennard, why is it so important we have a poker night tonight? What happened between you and Porter in the last few hours that this became an issue?”

Well that stopped her in her tracks.

“Just thought it would be fun.”

Yeah right the girl couldn’t tell a good lie if her life depended on it. As we made our way back to the hotel I vowed that I would uncover what had happened between the two of them before the night was done.

A few hours later.

———————-Bette——————-

What am I doing? I mean does it really matter what I look like it’s not like we are going out it’s just a poker night. We won’t even leave the suite. So why do I have every item of clothing I own strewn across this room? And why am still wearing a towel and not dressed and ready to go?

Maybe I should cancel let the others just get on with it, it’s not really my scene I would rather just curl up with a good book on my own. I know it’s rude but I don’t really want to see Tina and I am sure they will have more fun without me. Yes that’s what I’ll do just cancel over the phone.