“Let me guess, he wants you to finance him.”
Jameson shot me a grin. “Can’t blame him for asking. A billionaire happens to contact you out of the blue asking about your current project is a prime time to put out a hand hoping for a donation.”
“You going to tell him to fuck off?”
“Not yet. I want to know more about why he thinks those videos might be legitimate.”
“He could be lying just to get some cash.”
“A distinct possibility, but I pride myself on having a pretty good bullshit meter. Can’t hurt to hear what he has to say. He’s going to compile a file that includes footage not being publicly disseminated, along with other information for me to browse.”
More videos proving the existence of dragons? Maybe reaching out hadn’t been a bad idea after all.
“Thanks for reaching out to this doctor. This whole dragon thing took me off guard, and you’re not wrong when you say we might need help dealing with the ramifications.”
“Even if he’s the only one, his existence will cause a furor.”
“Again, not something I’d really thought about yet.” I grimaced. “I better not end up with paparazzi camped outside my place.”
“I think they’ll be the least of your problems. The chances of you being able to hold on to Tigger will really depend on how well we can keep his presence a secret.”
“Which he isn’t making easy. He lacks any kind of subtlety.”
“I noticed. Is he really serious about trying to rule the world?”
My lips twitched. “Despite him fitting in the palm of my hand, he’s pretty insistent it’s going to happen.”
“He’s very strong willed.”
“Understatement,” I said with a chuckle. “Sorry if he freaked you out earlier with his claim we’d be moving in. That’s not happening.”
“You could. The place has more than enough space for several more people, even a dragon. Seven bedrooms, two of which are in their own separate wing with living room and kitchen.”
“No thanks.”
A smile tugged the corner of his lips. “I figured you’d refuse, but as your dragon’s new servant, I had to offer.”
“Guess I should apologize for that too.”
“Why? It’s not like you can control what he says.”
“Or to whom he says it.” I sighed. “He has no sense of self-preservation. I’ve tried explaining he can’t talk to everyone, but he isn’t listening.”
“Hence why I brought up the security of your home.”
“Let’s be honest, even if I locked the doors and put in security cams, do you really think that will stop someone determined to nab him?”
“Probably not. Even my home would be hard-pressed to stop mercenaries.”
My eyes narrowed. “Now you’re just trying to scare me.”
He met my gaze steadily. “Avarice is a powerful thing, and you currently have one of the rarest, most valuable things in the world in your possession.”
“I see what you’re doing. Trying to scare me into staying here so you can claim Tigger.”
Jameson snorted. “Hardly. I can’t imagine I’d find my oasis very peaceful if you moved in.”
“Well, you don’t have to worry about that. Soon as this storm blows over, I’m going home.”
