better at light social talk, or performing up on the stage where I canât say the wrong things.â
âYou didnât say the wrong thing.â
âYes, I did. I offended you.â
âI get offended daily.â
âHow?â
âUsually from investors of rival companies. Or the board of directors of a company that I want to take over. Sometimes from my second in command, but he says thatâs to keep my ego in check.â
âHeâs your friend, then?â
Max thought about Duke and nodded. âYes. He saved my life once.â
âDid you repay him?â she asked, with a shrewdness he wished she didnât have.
âOf course I did. I couldnât let that kind of debt languish.â
âHave you ever let any debt languish?â
âNo, I havenât. I like to keep things even,â he said lightly because he knew that he really preferred to keep the balance tipped toward him. To make sure that he was the one who did just a bit more in a relationship.
âBut youâre bossy. So Iâm guessing that you like to be in charge all the time.â
He shrugged his shoulder. âWhat can I say? I runan international conglomerate. I have to lean toward the type-A personality.â
âJust in business?â
He shook his head, uncomfortable pursuing this topic. âYou were going to tell me what you were lucky at.â
âI was?â
âYes, you were.â
âIs that an order?â
She was sassing him. And he liked it, but he gave her a quelling stare. One that always made the office staff jump through hoops for him.
âIâm not intimidated,â she said. âBut I will tell you what Iâm lucky atâ¦.â
She paused and he waited for her to continue.
âIâm lucky in being alive. Now, if I can just remember how to live.â
Three
M ax played for four hours straight, insisting Roxy stay close by. She enjoyed being with him but the combined cigarette and cigar smoke was giving her a headache.
âI need to step outside for a few minutes. Breathe some fresh air.â
Max nodded. âIâm going to play one more hand and then weâll go get some breakfast.â
Since it was almost six oâclock, it would be an early breakfast but she didnât mind. She doubted that heâd only play one more hand.
Most of the men sheâd dated had been gamblers. Sheâd met them all in a casino, and they never left any table or game after just one more hand or roll.
Six months time had made a huge difference in how she spent her days. Normally she would have been arriving at the casino about now and heading to the rehearsal hall for an intense dance workout and review of the previous nightâs show.
Instead, she was fetching drinks and keeping a man who didnât need the incentive in the casino. She hadnât felt this lost since sheâd turned eighteen and realized that she no longer had a place to stay at the group home in which sheâd lived. Two months left until high-school graduation, and sheâd been on her own.
âRox?â
She glanced over her shoulder and saw Tawny and Glenda crossing the casino, heading toward the rehearsal hall. Glad to see her old friends, she tried to smile. This feeling of envy, jealousy and embarrassment was exactly why sheâd been avoiding them. They were still doing something she no longer could, and she felt a weird combination of envy, jealousy and some joy every time they visited her.
âHey, girls. Howâs the show?â she asked. Both of them were still fit and pretty. Roxy looked at them and didnât feel the same sense of belonging as she used to. She shifted her weight, trying to feel as if she could still fit in if she wanted to.
âNot the same without you,â Glenda said. âRoger has been really mean lately. One small slip-up and he reams you a new one.â
âWell itâs his butt on the