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from either of them,” Mya said. “I was wondering if you wanted to go and grab a bite to eat? I heard you didn’t win the tournament.”
    I cringed. News really did travel fast.
     
    I met Mya at an inexpensive Mexican restaurant about a mile off the strip. She waved me to the table. A pitcher of margaritas was waiting on the table for me.
    “Planning on getting us drunk?” I asked.
    She giggled. “No, but I need to relax, and I know you’re probably wound up from the tournament,” she said, pouring both glasses to the rim. “So tell me about the tournament.”
    “I want to forget about the tournament. Let’s just say, Caleb beat me with a seven-two.”
    “Is that bad?”
    “Statistically it’s the worst possible hand, and he still won.”
    “You must be mad.”
    “Boiling.”
    “So . . . are you seeing Caleb?”
    “No. I never want to see him again.” Except it was a lie. I had to see him again this weekend. I’ll make sure to leave all my knives at home. I’m such an idiot.
    Mya’s eyes brightened. “What about Greyson? I can vouch for him being the best brother-in-law in the world.”
    “He seems like a nice enough guy, but his life revolves around work.”
    “That’s for sure. He hasn’t been to a family gathering in years. David always razzed him about it.”
    “David?”
    “Oh, that’s my husband. I told you he’s missing, right? It’s been a couple of years. Greyson helped me get back on my feet,” Mya said as her fingers traveled to the rim of her glass, mindlessly circling the rim. “David and I weren’t married long before he disappeared. I still love him, but I decided I needed to move on with my life. His family has been really supportive. They aren’t mad I’m seeing someone.”
    “Sounds like a nice family.”
    “Oh, they are. If you marry Greyson then we can be sisters-in-law . . . well, sort of.”
    “I’m not going to marry anyone just to become a sister-in-law,” I said, adding quickly, “even though you would be the best sister-in-law ever.”
    Mya’s smile brightened.
    I believed a little payback was in order. “So, I have someone in mind for you.”
    Her eyes widened over her margarita glass. “I already have someone.”
    “True, but I think I know of someone better, and you already know him.”
    I was actually thinking of Remy. I didn’t know too much about him. Mya seemed like a sweet girl who could use a little protection, and Remy could use a little softening. Come to think of it, I wonder if Remy is married?
    “Are you trying to hook me up?”
    “Yes. And a little taste of your own medicine was in order.”
    She laughed. “Alright, I’ll give it a rest. Greyson lectures me for always trying to fix people up. Just keep that guy on the back burner.”
    “Deal.”
     
    The next morning I crawled out of bed with a margarita induced headache. As I stumbled through the apartment to find the coffee maker, a note wedged under my door caught my attention. I could tell from the writing it was from Frankie.
    Caleb was here to see you but didn’t want to disturb you. Wasn’t that nice of him? He left a ticket in the office for you.
    Ticket?
    After a pot of coffee and a hot shower, I traipsed downstairs. No one was around as it was still too early in the day for weddings.
    I extracted an envelope with my name on it from the front desk drawer. There was another note with sloppy handwriting that scrawled across the paper.
    Nadia, I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to suck out with a seven-two. Actually, I was trying to get your stack back up by losing the hand. It didn’t seem to work too well, did it? Please come to the final table as my guest. I would love to see you. P.S. If you come and forgive me, I’ll forget the wager . . . unless you’d care to honor it.
    Still furious, I grumbled. If he honestly didn’t mean to win with that ridiculously crappy hand, and he’ll forget the wager, then I had to go. The final table wasn’t scheduled until the