“You fixed the tables?"
"Nonsense." Pippa grinned. "With what I know of Digger Knight, I would wager everything you have that these tables were already fixed. I unfixed them."
She was mad. And he loved it. His brows rose. "Everything I have?"
She shrugged. "I haven't very much, myself."
She was wrong, of course. She had more than she knew. More than he'd dreamed.
And if she asked, he'd let her wager with everything he owned.
God, he wanted her.
He looked around them, registering the flushed, excited faces of the gamers nearby, not one of them interested in the trio standing to the side. No one who was not playing was worth the attention. Not when so many were winning so much.
She was running the tables at one of the most successful casinos in London. He turned back to her. "How did you..."
She smiled. "You taught me about weighted dice, Jasper."
He warmed at the name. "I didn't teach you about stacked decks."
She feigned insult. "My lord, your lack of confidence in my intelligence wounds me. You think I could not work out the workings of deck stacking myself?"
He ignored the jest. Knight would kill them when he discovered this. "And roulette?"
She smiled. "Magnets have remarkable uses."
She was too smart for her own good. He turned to Temple. "You allowed this?"
Temple shrugged one shoulder. "The lady can be very... determined."
Lord knew that was true.”