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When he spotted her, he broke into a jog and pulled her into his arms.
“It’s over, lover,” he whispered.
She enjoyed the feel of his arms around her for a moment before she stepped back.
“I’m happy for you, Memphis. What happened?”
“After I confronted him with the evidence we had, I got him to confess. His personal assistant also played a large role and is facing criminal charges. Kimberly called off the wedding. The company has agreed to pay a hefty fine in addition to assisting in the restitution owed to the families who were hurt, and we’ve agreed to oversight from a business watchdog organization for the next three years, but I’m not going to prison.”
The relief in his voice made her want to hug him again, but she needed to know where they stood.
He stared at her for a while before he finally said, “Rylee, I’m so sorry for all the pain I’ve caused you. Forgive me, please?”
“I can forgive you. But I’m not sure where that leaves us,” she murmured.
He stepped closer to her. “It’s your call, Ace. You gonna fold or raise the bet and take a risk?”
She couldn’t help but grin. “There you go with the terrible poker metaphors again.”
He let out a laugh.
After another moment of silence passed between them, he picked up her hand.
“You’re killing me, lover.”
“Am I your lover?”
He nodded. “My lover, my sub, my wife, if you’ll have me someday.”
“You sure you don’t want to see the rest of my hand first? It might not be worth the risk.”
He pulled her, so she was flush against his chest.
“I wouldn’t bet on that, Ace.”
She stared up at him and knew she was a goner.
“OK. I’m all in.”
He lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her fiercely.
“I love you. You’re the best bet I’ve ever made.”
He scooped her up, causing her to squeal. “Where are you taking me?” she asked as he strode through the casino.
“Home. We still have three weeks of solitude and I plan to make the most of every day.”
“But you’re not on house arrest any more. Surely you have to go back to work.”
They crossed through the entry doors and into the stifling Vegas heat.
“The beauty of being the boss, Ace. I’m officially on vacation and so are you.”
A car was waiting for them, and he helped her into the backseat.
“I love you too,” she murmured as he wrapped an arm around her and told the driver to take them home. “Do you actually own the house?”
He nodded and grinned. “So do you. I wasn’t lying about that. I’m so sorry for the ways I misled you.”
