<em>Deserved?</em>The word hung in her mind like a warning sign, saying that she was walking down a trail haunted by predators.  Some might say that she was only feeling the hungry look of other players, but Cynthia knew that feeling from playing in college.  That word made her stop touching the stem of her drink and focus upon the man named Lucan, eyeing him curiously.  In thought she unconsciously pulled her lower lip back into her mouth.  How did he know that she deserved something like this?  Truth is she did not even know how that invitation had found its way into her hands, but a new expierence was now being promised.  She needed that.  Lifting her head just a little higher, she gave a slight nod of ascent to the terms and to deal her in as well.  She didn't trust herself to speak just yet.