He wasn't short on money, so any amount he gave her was a trivial matter, not even worth mentioning.
Meanwhile, she was worried sick about not being able to repay five million, and she was cautious about accepting anything from him.
They really weren't from the same world. She had to play her part and be a good Mrs. Davenport for the year.
The cable car began to slow considerably. He lightly brushed his thumb across her lips, his Adam's apple bobbing once or twice before he released her.
Just then, the door was opened by an attendant outside. "Mr. Davenport."
Alaric Davenport nodded, his hand still holding hers. He ducked to step out, then turned to wait for her. "It's a bit wobbly. Be careful."
Everyone else had already arrived. They were the last.
The mountain path started out fairly wide but grew progressively narrower until it could only fit one person, forcing the group into a single file line.
