Cash wasn't stupid; he listened to Adrienne's story, and watched her push her food around her plate. And when she continued the story, she started leading him down a path. He pressed his lips together. Cash had a feeling — when he'd picked her, he'd known that she was not quite as traditional as other upper class girls. But they'd grown up in the same circles; she knew what his answer had to be.

"Adrienne," Cash said, tone cautious.