Dean (Members From Money Season 2. #163)

Can be read as a standalone story.

The press called her the unlikely bride. They got it wrong. I’m the unlikely one. A Collier man asking a kindergarten teacher to save him. I’ve slept with royalty. Society women.

Women whose names I never learned. Then I watched a woman in a budget dress quietly steal canapés off a buffet table. Not for herself. For the homeless men she’d passed on the way in.

In a room full of people pretending to care, she was the only one who actually did. I told myself it was curiosity. Then I told myself it was lust.

Then I showed up at her door with a sculpture that cost more than her annual salary. I’m not a good man. My blood is bad. My name is a warning. She knew all of it. Read every headline.

And she looked at me like I was worth saving anyway. The press wanted a scandal. What they got was something they couldn’t explain. Neither could I.