Page 6 of Gang of Roses: Dice

“Ritz,” I said with an attitude, running out of patience.

His lips twitched.

“Your debt.”

I waved my hand.

“You’ll have your money.”

“I know.”

That made me pause.

“Then what are we talking about?”

“You.”

That threw me for a loop.

“What about me?"

Ritz leaned back in his chair.

“I’ll erase every dollar you owe this casino.”

My eyebrows shot up.

“For?” I questioned.

“One night.”

The room went silent.

I blinked rapidly like there was more to this…surely the Hennessy was finally beating my ass.

“Come again?”

“One night,” he repeated without missing a beat. “You spend one night with me, and the debt disappears.”

I stared at him.

Then laughed, not because it was funny, but because there was no damn way I heard this fine-ass man correctly…or was he?

“You make all your guests that are in debt to you an offer like this, Mr. Monroe?”

“It’s Ritz. And do I look like the kind of nigga that got to get you in debt first?”

“Nope. But you don’t look like the type of nigga that would let something like that be in your thoughts, let alone spill from your lips, but here we are.”

He just shrugged.

“You do this all the time?” I asked, but honestly, I didn’t care. I could use him for the release before I hit the road.

“Nope. If it makes you feel better, this is the second offer I have ever made when it comes to my paper.”

I scoffed.

“Oh, really. I feel special.”