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He opened the conference room door. “You can guarantee I’ll be going through everything you touched. I hope to God there’s nothing else hiding because if there is it’s going straight to the prosecutor.”

Memphis sat in the back of an SUV with Jeremy with his fists clenched.

“Do you know where Kimberly is staying?” he asked as they rode down the strip.

“After the news broke about Andrew, she moved to a new hotel until she could figure out what to do. I think the press were hounding her.”

Memphis unclenched a fist and scratched at his beard. It was due for a trim.

“Make sure she’s safe. Bring her to the house if you need to.” He closed his eyes. “Actually, let me make sure that’s OK with Rylee first.”

Jeremy gave him a knowing smile. “You really think she’s the one?”

Memphis nodded. “Not just think. I know. In fact, I want to start putting things in place to marry her. Set her up a bank account, move some assets into her name. Just integrate her into my life.”

Jeremy whistled. “You want a prenup?”

Memphis shook his head. “Absolutely not.”

Jeremy gave him a pat on the shoulder. “I won’t push for now, but I’m not going to give up that easily. I don’t care how perfect she is. My job is to protect you. A prenup does that.”

Memphis knew the attorney was just doing his job, so he didn’t growl. Instead, he pulled out his phone and sent a text to Rylee.

I want you naked and kneeling on the bed when I get home. I’ll give you a ten-minute warning.

The lawyer’s phone rang, and Memphis listened as he talked.

“Thanks, Jamie. We’ll head there now.”

“Kimberly moved to the Elysium. She wants to see us.”

Memphis frowned and looked at his own phone.

“Why didn’t she call me?”

Jeremy shrugged. “Woman just found out her fiancé is probably going to prison for ten years. She’s probably not thinking clearly. Let’s go check on her and then you can get back to your woman. You’re practically vibrating.”

Memphis nodded his agreement, and Jeremy leaned forward to tell the driver where to go. Five minutes later, they were pulling up to the entrance of the exclusive resort. Everything in Vegas was over the top, but Hunter Novak’s resorts took luxury to a whole new level.

They made their way to a VIP elevator where a staff member was waiting to let them on. Someone had warned them they were coming. Key cards were required to even enter the elevator corridor.

They rode to the twenty-fifth floor and were escorted to room 2573.

Kimberly opened the door, and it was obvious she’d been crying. Memphis pulled her into a hug.

“I’m so sorry, Kim. What do you need?” Part of him wanted to grill her. See just how much she knew about Andrew’s criminal behavior, but one look at her told Memphis she was just as surprised as he was.

“I don’t know. They froze a bunch of my assets. Andy and I had already put most of our stuff into joint accounts with both our names on it. The only reason I can even survive is one credit card I hadn’t consolidated yet.”

Memphis whistled. It hadn’t even been twelve hours since Andrew’s arrest. They moved fast.

Kimberly stepped further into the hotel suite. “Come in. Come in. I’m sure you have things you need to ask me. Just know I don’t have any answers, but I’ll do the best I can.”

Memphis gave a solemn nod as they followed her in, letting the door shut behind them.

“I’ll set you up with some emergency funds to cover anything you need. Are you going back to Arizona right away?”

Kimberly shook her head. “I don’t know. Honestly. I broke off the wedding and I just want to put all this behind me, but there are vendors to call and cancel and some of them I still have to pay. God, Memphis. What the fuck was he thinking? We didn’t need any more money.”

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