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I’m speechless. At a complete loss for words. This is the most money I have ever seen in person in my entire life. And it’s sitting in my lap.

I’m about to pinch myself, because this can’t be fucking real.

“But… how?”

“Well, I won, so that was worth fifty grand,” Bodhi says.

“And I made as many side bets as I could, and that brought in the other eighty,” Milo finishes.

I peer back inside the bag, just staring at the pile of bills. I don’t really know how to cope with this amount of generosity. It’s all way too much, and for them to just hand it over like that is insane.

“I can’t take this,” I say, shaking my head.

“Well, it’s yours, so you kind of have to,” Milo says, leaning back in his chair and kicking out his feet and crossing them at the ankles.

“Bodhi, you earned this, not me. I can’t just take your winnings. Or the rest of it, for that matter.”

The chuckle, sharing a look that says, see, I told you.

“Babe, I only raced because you couldn’t, and Milo wanted to do his part to help,” he explains, coming around the table to take my face in his hands. He tips my chin up so that I’m looking up at him, cradling my head gently. “I know it's hard for you to accept, but we all care about you and want to do what we can to make sure you and your mom are taken care of. No, it’s not our job, but that’s what friends and family do, so get used to it.”

He bends at the waist, pressing his lips sweetly to mine.

“I don’t know what to say,” I admit, voice cracking under the emotions of the day.

“You don’t have to say anything. Just pay your bills, baby. And rest assured that we’ve got your back from here on out.”

I lift the backpack onto the table and stand, burying my head in his chest and holding him tight. This man right here crashed into my world and turned it on its head, and I couldn’t be happier.

“Thank you,” I say into his chest.

He pulls away so that he can look me in the eye.

“You never have to thank me for making sure you’re taken care of. It’s a damn honor to be able to do so,” he says, kissing me on the forehead.

“Well,” Milo says, tossing a roll of bills over his head and catching it. “What are you going to do first?”

“Honestly,” I say, “I don’t even know.”

And it’s the truth. So many things need to be taken care of, but where to start?

“How about we start with celebrating?” Bodhi says, and the content look in his eyes makes me beyond happy.

“Okay, so we celebrate. Then what?” I ask, looping my arms around his neck.

“Then we start forever, one step at a time,” Bodhi says, and my heart skips a beat.

“Forever… now, that sounds like a plan.”

Chapter 97

This is one of the happiest days I’ve had in years, and I’ve had some pretty great days.

The day I paid off the loan to the bank, saving Ma’s house. The day Sander told me that the charges were going to stick, and Mateo was being sentenced to ten years in prison. Because of that, and the extortion charges, I got back every cent I ever deposited into his account over the last two years. And the day that Bodhi asked me to move in with him.

Of course I said yes, on the condition that we visited Ma at least twice a week, which was a given as far as we were concerned.

Another great day was the day that Bodhi found a 1968 Plymouth Roadrunner in pristine condition, and I was actually able to purchase it. The Camaro was beyond repair, and I wanted to replace it with something equally nice.

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