I can’t pinpoint the exact moment I knew I loved her. It was like the slow crash of a wave. The erosion of an iron mountain. It just happened. All I know is that when she said yes in Vegas, it felt right. She felt like mine. “Hey, leave him alone,” Charlie growls, causing Davis to take a step back. My eyes soften in thanks. “So, he’s married,” Charlie continues. “Who fucking cares. It’s business. It’s between them.”
