Felicity smiled as she held his hand on top of the table.
“I’ve had a bad experience in the past, where an investment went south when I invited a friend to join me in investing,” admitted Matty. “And it didn’t end well. My friend tried suing me – unsuccessfully, I hasten to add – so since then I don’t mix it up. This is a one-time deal, Ken. I won’t be coming to you with any more investment opportunities after tonight.”
He was selling it, she could tell. Felicity had the fingers crossed on her free hand under the table. She could see her father mulling it over in his head; she could see the hope in her mother’s eyes too. She could soon be a part-owner of an Italian vineyard.
“So, what do you say, Ken?” asked Matty confidently. “Are you in?”
“I have to admit, Matty, that was a hell of a
