A/N: Another text prompt but I definitely remember that this one was the first line. :D
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"We're not playing strip poker. I don't care what I said when I was drunk!" Ace objected, the red flush of his face now reaching his chest as Leith leaned forward with a predatory grin.
"What's the matter?" she cooed, making a low clucking noise, "You chicken, Captain?"
The other women already sitting at the table giggled amongst themselves, whispering and pointing fingers.
Ace sputtered, offended. "I–You–Don't try to bait me into doing what you want!" he accused, the urge to… do… something! He had to do something to shut her up!
He just wasn't sure what it was yet…
Spoons eyebrow rose suggestively and she gave him a thorough calculating glance from head to toe that made him distinctly uncomfortable. "You'd know all about 'bating wouldn't you?"
He frowned thunderously, this felt like a trap.
Also, there was another meaning there…