“OK, so.” He heard the gruffness in his voice. “You want to move in tonight? Right now?”
“I – can I?”
“You sure as hell can.”
“You haven’t told me how much things are, rent and bills and stuff. I mean…” She looked around her, gestured at the space and light and tranquility. “No way this is cheap. It’s gorgeous. You can rent it for a lot.”
“I can for sure to a stranger, but I’ll charge you what I charged Zee when she lived here with Keira. That’s two hundred a month, including phone and WiFi. You pay your own utilities, though.”
Jo stared at him. “That’s crazy low in terms of price point. You’re not a charity, Silver, you’re a businessman.”
He threw back his silver-blond head and laughed, delighted. “Spoken like a true accountant looking to improve a bottom line.”
She gave him an aba
