She couldn't give up like this. Not after winning this much.

She snapped her eyes open, refusing to let oblivious take her. Her eyeballs bulged out of their sockets and the veins in her temples popped with strain.

A whimper escaped her quivering lips. She jerked against his grasp and placed a hand on his arm. And then Paul stopped. He had been carried away by his rage. Her small touch transported him back to reality.

He pulled himself away from her. Dazed, he watched her. Almost as though he ...