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accompany him to the craps table and he promptly lost the rest of his money. He definitely didn’t think I was lucky anymore.”
    Max reached over and ran a his finger down the side of her face. He couldn’t explain it, but her luck stemmed from things that couldn’t be won or lost in a casino. “Maybe you weren’t lucky for him.”
    â€œBut I’m lucky for you?” she asked in a throaty little voice. She tipped her head more fully into his touch and he cupped it, loving the feel of her silky cool hair on his skin.
    â€œSomething like that. You were in the show at the Chimera?” he asked, wanting to piece together an understanding of her life. He had never been to any of the shows. When he came to Vegas he played hard, and watching shows had never figured into his plans.
    â€œYes, I was. At that time I was a lead dancer, but not yet the headliner.”
    She tensed when she talked about it. He put his glass down and took her hand in his.
    â€œThat takes a lot of discipline, I imagine.”
    â€œYes, it does, but then dancing is my life. Was my life. Now, hostessing is.”
    â€œReally?”
    â€œTo be honest, no.”
    â€œTell me about your injury.”
    â€œUm…it’s not that bad. I’m going to have a few more surgeries and then I’ll be good as new.”
    He didn’t think so. There was something in her eyes when she talked about dancing that told him she wasn’t sure about that part of herself any more.
    â€œWhat about you? What’s it like to be a CEO?”
    â€œWell, for one thing, when I give an order it’s usually obeyed,” he said, arching one eyebrow at her.
    â€œYou need someone to defy you. You’re too used to getting your way.”
    â€œMaybe so. It’s very challenging. I’ve been at the helm of Pryce Enterprises for more than ten years.”
    â€œWhy Pryce and not Max or Williams Enterprises?”
    â€œPryce is my middle name…my mother’s maiden name.”
    She encouraged him to talk about his company. As he did so he realized that he was glad to hear that she was at a crossroads. It made his plans for her and the future easier to achieve.
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    They took a limo to the beach and Roxy was overwhelmed by the luxury that Max seemed to take for granted. Someone had set up a low table in the sand, and large cushions were provided for seating. There were hanging candles on the canopy that covered the dining area.
    The table itself was topped with a large, cut-glass vase full of light-pink and white roses. Therewas also a small blue box tied with a white ribbon. She’d never received anything from Tiffany & Co. before.
    He was seducing her carefully with romance. And it wasn’t the kind of romance that she’d ever imagined existed. This was big-time fantasy romance, and she couldn’t ever forget that it was a fantasy. Max was used to throwing money around on things. For goodness’ sake, he had a Learjet.
    This was more than breakfast, whatever he said. He wanted more than just a chance to get to know her on the beach. She might not be the savviest woman when it came to men, but she knew a setup when she saw one. The thing was, this setup was straight from her dreams.
    â€œWhat is going through your head?” he asked, in that way of his that made her feel as though he could read her mind. As though he could see through all the barriers she’d thought she’d erected.
    â€œWe are never going to make this work,” she said at last. No way could she ever fit in this world. She was flashy and brassy, not sweet romance. She was…not his kind of woman. Was that what he wanted? Some kind of tawdry affair?
    â€œWhy not?”
    â€œWe are literally from two different worlds, Max. Why can’t you see that?”
    â€œI already do. I want the chance to show you thatwe have more in common than you think. I’m not going to pretend that this