"It's okay." She hitched her chair closer to him. "T.J., I can help you." Her laugh was a little unsteady. "Unless, of course, you're one of those macho men who can't accept help from a woman."
"No, I'm not." He blew out a breath. "And yes-an unqualified yes -to your offer of help. Jesus, I'd be pretty stupid to turn it down, wouldn't I?"
"Okay, then." She leaned forward in her chair. "Okay, one more question."
"Anything."
"What made you decide to trust me? Tell me what's going on with you. I'd think in your position, you wouldn't trust anyone."
His gaze slid away from her. "I know how stupid I'm going to sound. More than you can imagine. But I have...a feeling about you. My gut tells me if you knew the truth about my situation you wouldn't tell me I'm crazy or tell me to go to the co
