‘Elliot doesn’t want your m-money,’ she began, having to moisten her lips with the tip of her tongue before she could find the will to speak. ‘M-money isn’t what this is about. He only w-wanted to—’
‘Love a woman whom I think is worthy of being loved for herself,’ Elliot took over. ‘But you don’t seem to agree,’ he informed the older man. ‘So while I provide written confirmation of my withdrawal from the Greek project, I suggest you protect Rachel from my evil intentions and provide formal notice that none of your money can be accessed or offered in any way shape or form, to me.’
He meant it—he really meant it!
‘Elliot—no!’ Rachel cried out. ‘I can’t let you throw away your livelihood because I—’
He kissed her to shut her up—did he kiss her! In front of her grandfather and without com
