There, scattered all over the green felt, looks like all the IOUs he’s written me over the past six years. “The way I see it, you’ll never pay off all of this debt. It would take you a lifetime.” He rubs the scruff on his face, pulling me closer. “So, a lifetime is what I will take.” He pushes me back so he can stand and then . . . kneels while digging into his pocket and pulling out a black velvet box. “Ainsley James. I’m full of total shit.” I burst out laughing at his vulgar beginning. “You owe me nothing and everything. I’m a man who played his odds. The over-under for a woman as
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