“Absolutely not!”He doesn’t seem shocked by my reaction. He smiles and lifts a brow. “Do you have any other options?”“You know I don’t.” I sigh and sit back down. “Doesn’t mean I am going to accept you.”He chuckles. “You would be insane not to.”“Well, maybe I am insane!” I snap, placing the papers on the edge of his desk before pointing a finger at him. “Or perhaps you’re certifiable for even asking. You don’t even know me. Hell, I barely know you.”“Wouldn’t getting married solve that issue rather quick?”I throw my hands up in the air. “Why in the world do you want to marry me? What’s wrong with doing this out of the kindness of your heart or something?”“I’m a businessman.” He grins, leaning forward with his hands clasped. “Truth is, you’re doing a great job with the diner and have been since you took over. You’ve been paying off the debts, little by little, but not fast enough. You simply need money to bring yourself out of debt.
