"Remember how I mentioned Rodrigo last night? Well, I got Isadora to steal his betting ticket." He nodded toward the window. I looked over my shoulder. He must have been talking about the girl that was currently making out with Alex.

"The one with Alex?"

"Yeah, Alex has a thing for Brazilian prostitutes." Bryce cleared his throat. "Shit, I wasn't supposed to tell anyone that."

I laughed. "So...she stole his ticket and...?"

"And split the winnings with me."

"What were the winnings?"

"Millions."

I laughed. "Right."

"No, really. It was a parlay. Rodrigo needed all these super unlikely things to occur in order to win. And the payout was huge."

"So, you're a millionaire?"

He shrugged. "Yeah, I guess I am. But without you winning the tiebreaker, we wouldn't have won anything." His arms tightened around me as he smiled.

"That doesn't mean you had to buy my bakery back. Bryce, that's your money. I can't accept this."

"Well, I was kind of thinking we could run it together. My degree is in marketing, and I think I could help make it grow."

I shook my head. "You're the fastest man alive. You're a millionaire. Any minute, people are going to be calling you for endorsements and all sorts of stuff. Why on earth are you in Wilmington, Delaware hanging out with me?"

He laughed. "There isn't any other place in the world that I'd rather be."

"I don't understand it, but I am so glad that you're here." I stood up on my tiptoes and kissed him. "Why didn't you tell me last night?" I laughed. "I was so upset about losing the bakery."

"I wanted to make sure you wanted to be with me for me. Not just because of this. Despite what you seem to think, you're the one that's out of my league."

I laughed and moved my hands to the sides of his face. "Bryce Walker, I am head over heels for you."

He pressed his forehead against mine. "I love you, Alina."

"Yo!" Alex said, poking his head out the door. "While you two were shagging all night, we've been doing all the work. Get in here."

Bryce laughed. "That's actually pretty accurate."

I lightly pushed his arm and laughed. "Is Isadora really a prostitute?" I whispered to Bryce before we walked into the bakery.

"Not anymore. I'm pretty sure Alex and her are together. She's a millionaire too. If there's one thing Alex wanted besides a prostitute, it was a sugar momma."

I laughed. "I don't know why that doesn't surprise me at all."

Everyone turned toward us with huge smiles on their faces when we walked into the bakery. Except for Tim, who was kind of hovering behind Kristen.

"Guys, thank you so much."

"Just hit me and get it over with," Tim said and stepped out from behind Kristen.

I glanced at Bryce. "Um...what? I was saying thank you."

He looked nervously at Kristen. "I was in Kristen's bedroom the other night when you two were talking."

Kristen nodded and put her hands about a foot apart. "He's huge," she mouthed.