He smiled as he kissed Zoey. "Does my baby girl love her father?" He had just as much love in his eyes.
"No. I don't give a fuck about the contract!" He pulled out his wallet, which had maybe twelve thousand dollars in it and threw it past her, into the house. "Take all the fucking money you want, I don't care about it. I have to have a second chance with you!" He was desperate and it was obvious in his voice.