at Chaseâs request and poured a small amount into a glass, offering to let Chase decide if it was to his taste.
But Chase shook his head. âGive the lady the choice.â He turned to her as the waiter offered her the glass. âYouâre the aristocrat. You know much more about wine than I ever will, Iâm sure.â
Kate tried the wine and silently nodded at the waiter to pour and then leave the bottle. It looked as if Chase wasnât going to miss any opportunity to embarrass her tonight. Well, she could take it.
She would take much more than embarrassment from him. But what exactly was it that he wantedâor expected?
Who was this Chase Severin? What had he become in the ten years since heâd left town?
Chase rejected the menus when the waiter offered them. Instead he knew exactly what he wanted. He ordered crawfish pie, red beans and rice and jambalaya for both of them. They were all typical Cajun dishes, but sheâd heard that Kizzyâs served the very best in the world.
It made her wonder if the placeâs fame had reached Chaseâs ears inâ¦wherever heâd been living.
âUhâ¦â she began hesitantly. âYou know where Iâve been and what Iâve been doing for the last ten years. But I was wonderingâ¦â
âIf the rumors were true?â he cut in. âIf I had earned my fortune by gambling?â
âNoâ¦I meanâ¦sort of. I was just curious to know what youâve been doing all this time.â
He leaned back in the booth, stretched his legs and crossed his ankles under the table. The candlelight made it difficult to see his expression clearly. But she could feel the heat of his gazeâright through her clothes.
âI am a gambler, Kate. Iâd say most of my life has been spent in one gamble or another.â
He let that thought hang in the air for a few moments. Did he mean that heâd taken a gamble on her years ago? A gamble that he felt heâd lost? She sensed the pink sting of a blush crawling up her neck.
âAfter I leftâ¦or was escorted out ofâ¦Bayou City,â he began again, âI hitched a ride to New Orleans. Found my way into a backroom poker game or two until I had enough for a real stake. Then I made my way to Las Vegas.â
He stopped and took a sip of water, ignoring hiswine. âI turned pro, hit a couple of major pots and eventually won a casino in a high-stakes private game.â
âA whole casino? Wow.â
He chuckled. âYeah, it was pretty wow for a twenty-one-year-old kid. I quit playing and decided to limit all my gambling to the business end of the casino.â
âYou mustâve done fairly well with it,â she murmured as she took a sip from her wineglass.
âYou could say that. After a couple of years, I doubled down and bought another house, then a few more in Reno and Atlantic City.â
âSo thatâs what you do now? You own casinos all over the country?â He was rich enough to make Kate nervous.
âCasinos, hotels, resorts, restaurants. A few of them I acquired in payment of bad debts. Most I bought for pennies on the dollar and turned them around.â
âWell, itâll cost you a pretty penny to put the mill to rights, if thatâs your newest gamble.â
âIâve got a pretty penny, chère. In fact, Iâve just inherited enough pennies to make your beautiful head swim.â
âInherited? Not from your father. He hasnât died?â
Chase shook his head. âNo, not my father. It turns out that I have a whole respected family on my motherâs side. My grandmother died recently, and I was one of the main beneficiaries to her rather vast fortune.â
âOh, cher, â she said, genuinely happy for him. âI didnât know you had any family except for your father.â
âNeither did I. Funny how things in life can turn around so suddenly, isnât
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