'A proposal?'
Ashley Bowen was practically stunned, her mind racing.
'Could it be? The man she slept with last night wasn't some gigolo... it was him?'
She snatched the plastic bag from him. When she saw the words "For a tip" scrawled on the cash, she froze. Wasn't that her handiwork?
'So then...'
"I slept with you last night?" she asked, pointing at her own nose, trying to confirm the truth of the matter.
Yuri Sinclair handed the bag of money to Gordon to play with and added, "Gordon, this is the token of affection your mother gave me."
Other people's tokens of affection were rings or jewelry, or at the very least, a decorative fan or something.
For it to be a bag of cash was just bizarre.
Gordon held the bag of money, staring blankly at the two adults. He whispered to Yuri Sinclair, "Go, Daddy, go!"
"Hey, you still haven't answered my question." 'Am I invisible?'
