Chapter 12

An hour after our unforgettable second round of sex, I told him the reason for the three hundred thousand dollar sum and prepared to head back home.

"Don't go to the bank," Kain said. "You can borrow money from me. Interest free. You can make monthly payments to me like you would to a bank."

The offer sounded wonderful, but it didn't sit well with me. What if my relationship with him failed? We'd hate each other and the financial situation could turn into a nightmare. I had to think about things like that.

"Kain . . ."

"I you're worried, I'll have my lawyer draw up a contract, put things in black and white. You can make payments to an account he'll set up." He tipped up my chin. "If something happens between us—which it won't—you're protected. Okay?"

How did he know everything?

"Stop worrying about the financial details. The only thing keeping you from your dream is money. I have plenty to share. Go after your dream, just like how I went after mine." He kissed me. "And now I have you."

I was his dream?

Go for it.

How could say no? He offered me the best deal I could ever imagine. "Okay, have your lawyer draw something up. The contract will protect you too."

My heart was so full it wanted to burst. Love terrified me more than buying the shop. If the shop failed, I could rebuild myself. If this relationship failed, I didn't know if I could recover from the destruction. But knowing he loved me back sent a surge of courage and confidence through me. I felt like I could take on anything.

"Please take me home now. I need to prepare an outline for my conversation with Morgan tomorrow."