He chuckled softly, feigning a little nervousness, even though he really wasn't that concerned. If he lost, after all, it was only money, and he could afford to throw that away by the buckets. "It's only money. I'm more wondering if the two of you ever kissed in your dorm room, when you thought no one was looking, or if when I win and make you do it, if that'll be your first." He smiled slyly at her, as he picked up his scotch, finishing the glass, before he refilled all of their glasses.<br/><br/>A few hands later, he'd caught her trying to overbet the pot, as if she was worried he might catch something on the river, and he decided to play it out, and sure enough, he hit his flush on the river, which was enough to win him a sizable chunk of chips, and he was polite and gracious the entire time, dismissing it as "a lucky break" with a wave of his hand, when he knew he'd had about a 35% percent chance of making his flush, and he knew if he made it, it might make her even more nervous.<br/><br/>"I'm surprised you're both so calm and composed, considering you could be naked where you stand in less than an hour, at this rate," he said with a coy wink. "Maybe that turns you on. I know it does me. Two hot little coeds tending to my every need, down on their knees, worshipping my cock, begging for more of it. It's certainly worth raising a glass to, much less a pot."