That part had made him feel like a dick, but he’d be damned if he let her know that.
“Would you have paid any attention to my offer if I hadn’t? Hell, as it is, you’ve been working yourself to death trying to avoid taking my help. I mean it, Claire. I work very hard, and I’m used to getting what I want. I want you.” He gave his shoulders a casual shrug, hoping she couldn’t see how much her answer mattered to him. “I’m leaving tomorrow, and I want you with me. Not because of some deal over bills, but because last night wasn’t a one off. I’m nowhere near done with you, and I won’t take no for an answer. The money’s yours either way. Pay me back or not. It honestly doesn’t matter to me.”
He could see her wrestling with the idea. She opened her mouth, closed it, and opened it again. “Okay.”
“Okay?” he asked, not sure he heard her correctly.
“I said okay. I’ll go. And Luke, it may take me some time but I will pay you back. Thanks for your help.”
“My pleasure, sweetheart.” He leaned forward to kiss her, but she moved out of the way, scooting to the door before he could reach for her.
“I better go get changed,” she said. “I’ve got to make sure my crew is straight. What time do we leave tomorrow?”
“Seven in the morning. We’ll be back Monday by noon.”
“Okay.” She nodded. “Can you pick me up or do you want me to meet you?”
“I can send the car, but I was hoping just to roll over and wake you up in the morning.”
“I will give you three days of my undivided attention, but until then, I’ve got to get my jobs sorted. I’ll see you in the morning.” She closed the door behind her and was gone before he managed to get his hands on her. That was okay. He’d more than make up for it over the weekend, and he’d get more than his hands on her. Before Monday rolled around he planned to touch, tease and worship every inch of her over and over again.
