“Would he ever go back for anyone?”

He spent the next ten minutes arguing with himself as he steered. Would he ever go back for anyone? Then the other voice kicked in: No. There are a billion beautiful women out there, and you’re rich. He shut the debate down, calling a draw with himself, and forced himself to focus on docking the boat without engines. Whatever Ray sees in her, she’d better be worth it, he thought, giving himself the last word.