All He Ever Wanted

Laney could feel herself frowning. Suddenly she was aware of how closely Brandon was watching her. Disconcerted, she set her glass down. “So you think I’m wrong about Dalton Cain?”

“I can’t guarantee that he’s not trying to screw you over.” Brandon pushed the document across the table toward her. “But I’d be very surprised if he was.”

Laney nervously tapped her nail tip on the stem of her glass. If Brandon was to be believed, Dalton was not the corporate predator his father had been. In fact, he may actually be a decent human being.

What was she supposed to do with that?

If Dalton really was on the up-and-up, she couldn’t take his money. Sure, the Cains probably donated this kind of money all the time. And, sure, the Woodland Theater was a worthy cause—the kids she worked with desperately needed the extra attention. But she’d still manipulated him into donating it and that felt wrong.

Better to know all this now than after all the papers had been signed.

She lifted her glass in silent toast to Brandon. “Thank you. And thank goodness you were willing to work for cheap wine. I could never afford to hire a lawyer.”

“I’m not saying it’s ironclad or anything,” Brandon said hastily. “If the guy wanted to back out, I’m sure he could find a way. How much do you trust Dalton?”

She considered the question, but since she had no real answer, she was forced to hedge with an indecisive waggle of her hand. “Enough, I suppose.”

“I thought this guy tormented you in high school.”

Dalton had been such an arrogant ass back in school—not brash and pushy, the way jocks always were, but just ice-cold and dismissive. As if he thought the janitorial staff should have put out traps for students like her. His attitude had always pissed her off, so she’d been the brash, pushy one—the one always in his face, refusing to let him forget that even though she was poor they’d once been friends.

“Torment is sort of subjective, don’t you think?” she asked.

Brandon’s eyebrows crept up under his bangs. The silent question was clear on his face.

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