“They own me, Dex; I’m not going to tell them no. It doesn’t work like that. They want me engaged for publicity and to push sales here at the resort. It’s a win-win.” “So you want to marry him?” He said it louder now, with emphasis. “Dex, I’m not… I don’t want to marry anyone, and—” He leaned against a slot machine and crossed one ankle over the other as if he had all the time in the world. “So you don’t want to marry him? Which is it?”
