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all going to end.
    Then there is a noise to my left at the side door, and Monte suddenly releases me, then pushes away as I hear Marisa and Jamie walk in.
    My future flashes before my eyes as I turn to the sink to hide my tears from my only friend and, more important, my daughter. My lungs painfully fill with air as I slowlycatch my breath.
    “Momma, Momma.” Marisa rushes to me and hugs my leg while I wash my hands and splash water on my face.
    She can’t see me in this moment of weakness. I will be strong for her.
    While I pick her up and hug her, Jamie looks at me and shakes her head just as Monte comes back in the room.
    “Well, well, well, if you don’t have perfect timing, Jamie.” At his words, my friend visiblyflinches, and my eyes grow wide as I look between the two of them. “Alex tells me you want to leave him. He explains that you are having a trial separation.”
    Jamie does want to leave her husband; it’s no secret. He’s not like Monte, though. They just aren’t in love anymore. The trial separation is something I purposely hid from Monte, in the fear that he would cut me off from my friend. Obviously,I misjudged Alex and his ability to keep his mouth shut.
    “It also seems as if my wife doesn’t want to continue her duties here.” He turns to me. “I have a meeting with a client. If you want out, be gone before I get back, Hailey.”
    My stomach drops to the floor. I pass Marisa over to Jamie and follow as Monte walks to the garage without even looking back at his daughter.
    “Are you serious rightnow?”
    “I’ve been serious all day, Hailey.”
    “I can leave?”
    He smiles maliciously at me. “Of course. Have I held a gun to your head to make you stay? Did I threaten your life to marry me? No, this is a business arrangement, one that is no longer working. You can leave.”
    I want to squeal in delight; only, I know better.
    “What’s the catch?” My body trembles in anticipation.
    “No catch. You oweme, and you will repay me. If you don’t, the price will be too high for your precious heart to take, dear Hailey.” He turns around and steps into me. Toe-to-toe, he looks down at me, and tipping my chin, he adds, “That little girl in there was my gift to you so you could have something of your own, but she can be taken just as easily as she was given. I’ll be in touch.”
    I gasp.
    “Welcome back,Hard Knocks.” Without another word, he turns and climbs into his car.
    Fuck, what have I done?

Chapter 5
Morrison
    The Strip.
    As I walk into the
Aria
, I think about how it gives a guy like me, someone who loves the finer things, an eye-gasm. Love the place. It’s home to the Cirque du Soleil show
Viva Elvis.
The fucking place is full of cougars with too much damn money and lady wood for Elvis. Add alcohol to that mix, and you could grab some settled ass.
    Settled Ass married her high schoolsweetheart because she was in love. Then she had kids while working full-time. Settled Ass is ass that more than likely has a house, two-point-five kids, and an old man at home with the late-teen kids while she’s taking a “girls’ weekend” because she finally figured out she settled her ass into the stereotypical life every chick is raised to believe she should want.
    The fucking fairy tale thathardly ever comes true ends with twenty pounds of junk settled in that ass because her man at home no longer really has to try to tap that ass. That ass is settled. The man at home is fucking up his responsibility to that ass and more than likely is sitting in front of his laptop, playing tug-of-war with Cyclops while watching some young thang.
    Settled Ass is the chick at the tables, surroundedby three or four friends who are encouraging her to drink a few too many drinks to loosen herself up so she gains enough liquid courage to come on to a guy like me.
    Settled Ass is the woman who raised her kids with love while her husband was hanging with his boys, still enjoying his youth. When he ultimately