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that. I haven’t even gotten started yet.”
    â€œI think you’ve earned a big breakfast.” With a subtle wink, she added, “You earned it after our third go-around last night.”
    Clint couldn’t exactly argue that point, so he picked up his fork and tore into the stack of griddle cakes in front of him. He didn’t stop until he was halfway through the delicious cakes. After drinking some coffee to wash them down, he asked, “So what did you ever see in a man like Mark anyhow?”
    That caused the cheery smile to drop right off Lynn’s face. “Let’s not talk about him anymore, Clint.”
    â€œJust making conversation.”
    She sighed and bought a few seconds by taking some bites of her own breakfast. When she saw Clint still looking at her, she gave in. “He came along and said some sweet things at the right time. To be honest, we only met up a few times over the last year. He’d come and go while I went about my own business.
    â€œI thought we were just meeting up when we could and going our separate ways when we couldn’t. It turns out, he thought we were together for a year and two steps away from the altar.”
    Clint laughed and took another bite. “Good Lord.”
    â€œHow do you think I felt? I wanted to visit a friend of mine and he said he’d come along as far as…well…here. He caught wind of me spending a bit of time with someone else and lost his mind.”
    â€œThat’s it?” Clint asked.
    â€œIsn’t that enough?”
    â€œI mean, that’s all that led up to this whole mess?”
    She thought about it for a few seconds, but couldn’t think of anything else to add. So Lynn simply nodded and said, “Yep. That’s it.”
    Shaking his head, Clint could only say the words he had already said. “Good Lord.”
    As she looked back on it, Lynn had to laugh as well. It wasn’t much of a laugh, but more of a tired couple of breaths that shook as she let them out.
    â€œSo what did Mark do while he was away?” Clint asked.
    Lynn paused with a fork halfway up to her mouth and shrugged. “I think he worked on a few trail drives or maybe did some scouting.”
    â€œYou think?”
    â€œI honestly don’t even know for sure. Most of the times, I was hoping he would just go away and not come back. This time was different. There were some other men who came around as if they were up to no good, and Mark chased them away.”
    Clint narrowed his eyes and asked, “Really?”
    She nodded. “That’s why I agreed for him to come along with me this far. Truth be told, I was going to part ways with him before I left. I figured it’d be best if I did it then when I was planning on leaving anyway.”
    â€œLeaving where?”
    â€œDodge City. I worked there as a faro dealer for a few different saloons. It was pretty good work for a while.”
    Chuckling as he took another sip of coffee, Clint said, “Good work for a cheat, from what I’ve seen.”
    â€œOr good work until they expect you to cheat.”
    â€œYou refused to stack the odds for the house?”
    Lynn waited for a few seconds, but couldn’t keep the mischievous smile from her face. “Actually, I just wasn’t very good at cheating. I knew the tricks, but I couldn’t get a knack for pulling them off.” She only had to watch Clint for a few more seconds before noticing the expression on his face. “And don’t preach to me, Clint Adams. Every gambler cheats and most folks expect faro dealers to be running some sort of game.”
    â€œJust so long as they don’t get caught.”
    â€œYes,” she replied. “And that’s why I was given my notice from that saloon. Before I got through the door on my last day, every place in town knew about me. I thought I could serve drinks, but every faro player in town came asking me how a game was