Jennica certainly wasn't expecting that particular job title. "You're his what?"
Cameron rubbed the back of his neck, slightly sheepish. "I know it sounds weird…I was in my first year of grad school when I got approached by this serious eighteen-year-old kid who had been watching me clean people out at unofficial blackjack and poker tournaments held in the dorms for weeks.
"Aaron noticed that I never lost and offered me a job straight out of school at his family's company in exchange for going on all-expenses-paid trips to Atlantic City to gamble with his money and give the winnings back to him. It's how he kickstarted his personal fortune."
Jennica gaped at him. That was one of the craziest things she had ever heard of—she knew Aaron Hale was a nut!
"But why does he still have you go now? He's super rich!"
