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I shook my head. "Not really, because I'm pretty sure you want both those things."

"I don't really want to sell Hunter Tech. I think we're doing a lot of good. We're so close on a breakthrough for a new energy source."

"Mhm. Yet you had tons of money invested in oil stocks?"

"It's good to diversify. Wait, did you sell my oil stocks?"

"Maybe a few."

He laughed.

"You're so environmentally conscious. I think I did you a favor."

"I guess I owe you a thank you." His hand moved to my waist.

I laughed. "What about my ultimatum? Don't you want to teach again? You don't even have to sell your company. You just need to find someone else to run it. Maybe unload some of the stress?"

He smiled up at me. "You think I'm stressed out too? Rob was just telling me that the other day. Maybe I should just retire and we can move to the country."

"Maybe." Despite what he thought, I didn't save him. Becoming a professor did. And as his soon-to-be wife, I'd do anything I could to ensure that he was happy. "You can retire if you want, but I want you to consider teaching again. Besides, you'd be bored out of your mind if you didn't do anything at all."

"I didn't say I wouldn't be doing anything." His hand slid up my thigh.

"James!" I laughed. "I just want you to think about it."

"Okay. I'll consider teaching again. Will you accept those conditions?"

"Conditions accepted." I stuck out my hand for him.

"Oh, I have a better way to acknowledge our deal." He pulled me against him as he rolled over, pressing my back against the mattress.

This is so much better.

Devotion - Chapter 6

Friday

James drove straight instead of turning right toward our apartment. The whole drive back to New York had been fun and relaxing. We had so desperately needed some alone time. And now I felt closer to him than ever. He had finally opened up to me about his worries and fears. I was so in love with him. Maybe he didn't want this car ride to end either. He made another turn, in the opposite direction of our apartment.

"Where are we going?"

"The police station."

"Why?"

He glanced at me for a second and then looked back at the road. "Blackmail is a felony, Penny. I'm not letting this go."

"You're going to report it to the police?"

"Of course I am. I'm sick of dealing with her shit. I told her to leave us alone. I gave her fair warning."

"James, I don't even know if there is any evidence of her blackmailing us. The money was sent to Tyler, not her. I feel like she was careful about covering her tracks."

"So they'll call Tyler about it."

"No, I mean, there's no evidence that she was even the one that sent it there. Yes, I was getting text messages from her, but it was from a restricted number. They might not be able to trace it."

"Her handwriting was on the pictures and notes she sent you too."