Page 17 of Your Fan Forever
Noah rolled his eyes, butlaughed.
“What were we talking about?” Iasked.
“Money. What is your father worth?” Noahasked.
We never talked about money. I knew what he made, but with endorsements and no knowledge of how he spent his money before we met, I didn’t know muchelse.
“I think his companies are worth sixty million, give or take a million,” I said. “I know it’s a crazy amount, but it’s just a number. It’s not real. Why? How much are youworth?”
“Uhm. I could probably scrape together twenty million cash. Give or take a million. With my new contract, sixty, eighty mill if I play it out.” Noahsaid.
My eyes grew wide without meaning to. The numbers soundedhuge.
When Noah signed with the Giants it was a one-year deal for three million. He had an unbelievable season and they signed him to an extension, sixty million for five years. The way the NFL salary cap worked, sixty million wasn't sixtymillion.
“What? You thought it was more?” Noahasked.
“No. I was thinkingless.”
“Well, I haven’t spent any of it.” Noah took myhand.
“What about your house in San Diego?” I sipped mychampagne.
“David put it on the market last month and it sold in three days.” David was Noah’sassistant.
“You didn’t tell methat?”
“I thought I did.” Noah shrugged hisshoulders.
“Any other assets I should know about?” Iasked.
“Besides the rock on your finger,” Noah grinned. “Nope.”
I shook myhead.
“Your dad’shouse?”
“He bought and paid for it with his own money when I was a kid.” Noah face beamed and he raised hishead.
“Do you send him money at all?” Iasked.
“Just the commission he earns with handling my money. He won’t take it.” Noah shifted in his seat. “My mom had a life insurance policy,so.”
“Oh.” I took his hand. “I’m sorry. Am I beingnosy?”
“No. You’re going to be my wife. You should know these things.” Noah kissed myhand.
“Well, my only assets are the trust fund.” I said with air quotes. It was held over my head by my parents since they started making money. “Which I will have full access to in less then two years. I can’t wait. I should go out and blow it all on the firstday.”
“How about we roll it back into a trust fund for our kids?” Noahasked.
I looked down and found Nip and Valentine sitting quietly at our feet. Nip gnawing on a bone and Valentine gnawing on Nip'sfoot.
“How much you think a Chihuahua needs to live off of?” I giggled and took a sip of mychampagne.
“Not those kids.” Noah turned in his seat. “I mean ourkids.”
Icoughed.
