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ОглавлениеNate slid the envelope over to Eden.
“I don’t know what to say.”
He lifted her chin. “Say okay. And that you’ll find a safe place to keep it until you need it for a contractor, new appliances and whatnot.”
“A safe place?” Eden sighed. “Is there such a thing these days?”
“Would you feel more comfortable if I held on to the money? Say the word and name the amount you need, and I’ll be right over to deliver it.” He grinned. “Probably at mealtime.”
“Thank you doesn’t begin to cover what I feel.” Eden focused on something beyond his left shoulder. Nate couldn’t pinpoint the change in her expression. Anger? Fear? Disgust?
“No thanks necessary. I like those kids.” And I like you. “I’m glad I can help out a little.”
“A little?” Eden laughed. “I took a writing class a few years ago,” she said, “and the instructor stressed two things over and over.”
“Oh?”
“One—don’t undervalue your contributions.”
She leaned in close, real close.
“And what’s number two?”
“Show,” she whispered, “don’t tell.”
Eden pressed her lips to his, a lingering, heart-pounding kiss that left him breathless, wanting more.
When it ended, he looked into those striking storm-gray eyes and found a word to describe the subtle shift in her mood, and it hurt like a roundhouse punch to the gut: obligated.
