"Seems real enough," he murmured as he pushed away from the bar, rising to his feet. "Sweetheart, I've been making money off pool lately. An ass is going to be kicked and for once, it's not mine."
The table had recently opened up but he wasn't the only one eyeing it. Lindsey grabbed one of the pool cues before the other man did, giving him a warning look. He backed off and Lindsey picked up the second pool cue, holding it out to Faith.
"I'll even let you break the balls." He grinned, knowing full well the other way that could be taken.