God help me, even with fire in her eyes and defiance in her voice, all I wanted to do was reach across the table, take her hand, and make her see I wasn’t her enemy.
I tilted my head to the side, studying her expression. “Give up on what exactly? You… or the shares?”
“Both,” she replied flatly, not a hint of hesitation in her voice.
A slow grin tugged at my lips. “Then I choose the shares.”
Bella blinked at me, her lashes fluttering as if she was trying to figure out whether I had completely lost my mind.
I leaned in slightly, lowering my voice. “Actually... I’d rather give up every single share than pretend this—” I lifted my hand and gestured between us, my finger flicking back and forth in the small space separating our bodies, “—doesn’t exist. Whatever this is, Bella, it’s worth m
