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“I thought your brother had one like it.”
I narrowed my eyes at her, and she grinned wickedly. “I’m glad you’re back. I was running out of clean underwear.”
“That’s not my problem.”
“Don’t you want to take care of your man?” I asked, batting my lashes at her. She slapped me in the chest. “It’s just as well. With all your money, we can hire someone to do that.”
“How much was that finder’s fee?”
It had taken her long enough to ask. Daniel had gotten more than he’d initially said he could. I leaned over and whispered in her ear, “Two point six five.”
“Two point six five what?” she demanded, stopping in her tracks.
“Did you know that coin was from the 1700s?” I tried to keep a straight face as hers turned livid.
“Drew. How much?”
“You don’t care about the history?”
“No,” she huffed, gripping my shirt in her fists.
“It’s really quite fascinating,” I said in a museum curator voice. “Back in the eighteenth century—”
“Drew.”
I grinned. “Million.”
“You’re kidding.” Her mouth parted in disbelief.
Damn, I loved shocking her. “Nope. Don’t lose that account number, sugar. I don’t have it written down anywhere else.” She growled at me, and I kissed her forehead. “Once we sell my condo in Houston, we should be able to get by for a while.”
“You didn’t keep any of the money?”
“I didn’t. Ask Daniel. He got a cut, but that was only fair.”
Sonya went straight over to Daniel and interrupted the conversation he was having with Carlos. I couldn’t hear what was said, but the look on her face told me everything I needed to know.
“Where’s your knife?” She wasn’t playing around when she held out her palm. I dug it out of my pocket and dropped it in her hand. She flipped out the blade, slit the center of her palm above the mark I’d made on her weeks ago. Then she grabbed my hand and did the same, slicing my skin until blood beaded. She fused our hands together. “Only truth.”
“Only truth,” I repeated against her lips. “AlthoughIhonored our first blood pact.”
“I did too.”
“All right then. Let’s test the waters,” I challenged. Her hand was still in mine, the deal sealed. “How much do you love me?”
“I don’t—”
I stopped her with a warning look. She let out a breath in frustration.
“I was going to say I don’t have to answer that.”
“I already know, but I want to hear it.”
“Fine.” She acted put out but pressed closer to me. “Enough that I would have found you, even if you hadn’t sent your grandma to do your dirty work.”
“Whoa. That’s pretty strong,” I said, sliding my hand up her spine to the nape of her neck.
“You weren’t expecting that, were you?” she teased.
