by Willow Sanders (Author)

With a name like Cash, where else would I have ended up but Las Vegas? I wasn't a swimming phenom like my brothers. But I could read people. Well, until Harlow of course. How could someone so inept at the game of poker game the gamer? It made no sense. That was until I learned why she played with such wild-eyed determination. Suddenly all I wanted to do was help her. Even if it meant exposing my greatest secret.

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