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a pragmatic way. If she could beas businesslike as he was maybe the future of Groom to Grow wouldn’t be so uncertain. She made a decent living at what she did, she loved it and it allowed her to stay in St. John’s Cove. But it had never taken off to the point where she could sock away enough money to buy her own property.
    “I said I’d make it worth your while.”
    So, here was the truth about him. She should have known it the first time she had looked into those devil-dark eyes. Ethan Ballard was Lucifer, about to hold out the one temptation she couldn’t refuse, the future of Groom to Grow. Though her eyes slid to his lips when she thought that, and she realized he might have two temptations she would have trouble walking away from.
    “If the deal goes the way I want it to, I’ll buy this building, and you can rent the space from me. I’ll guarantee you the same terms you have now for at least a year, since you’d be putting up with some noisy and inconvenient repairs.”
    Sam, of all people, knew life didn’t have guarantees, but a reprieve from that For Sale sign almost made her weak in the knees.
    “You want that place badly,” she said, trying not to act as shocked as she felt.
    “Maybe. The initial assessments look very promising.”
    “Enough for you to throw in a building? ” she asked cynically.
    He shrugged. “So, I end up with the beachfront house and some of St. John’s Cove Main Street. The price on this building was very fair. Sounds win-win to me.”
    “And if the deal doesn’t go the way you want?”
    “How could it not?” he said smoothly. “With you as my wife?”
    In other words, if she played the role well, things would go exactly as he wanted them to. She had a feeling things in Ethan Ballard’s life went his way.
    “If, despite my best efforts to play your devoted wife, they don’t sell you their property?” she pressed. “What then?”
    “The deal is off. I’d be heading up a development team to work on the other property—carpenters, plumbers, electricians, roofers—so it would be no big deal to send them over to do some work on this building while we’re here. But it wouldn’t make good business sense to send them in for this building alone. I’m hands-on. If I can’t be here to supervise, I’m not doing it.”
    “Oh.”
    “Take a chance,” he said in his best charm-of-thedevil voice. “You won’t be any further behind if things don’t work out. Besides, it might be fun.”
    Oh, sure. Of course it was fun to dance with the devil, but there was always a price to be paid.
    “I have to think about it,” she said, deducing he was a man far too accustomed to getting his own way.
    She certainly didn’t want him to see how easily she was swayed by his charm, or how much she wanted what he was offering. He didn’t have to know she was already ninety percent at yes.
    Though in truth more than fifty percent of that yes was that she was reluctantly intrigued by him, even if she was uneasy about the deal.
    A light turned on in her apartment.
    They both turned and looked up at the lighted window. Amanda, still in her bridal gown, was pacing in front of the window.
    I’m getting a stomachache , Sam noted to herself. Out loud, she said coolly, “It was nice meeting you. Thanks for walking me home.”
    “I’ll drop by in the morning, around nine. I’ll pick you up right here, outside, so it’s not awkward if you decide against it. If you’re here, great, and if you’re not, I’ll assume you didn’t want to come. No problem.” He looked at her for a long moment, and she could feel herself holding her breath. He was debating kissing her! She knew it. And she didn’t know if she was relieved or regretful when he walked away!
    By nine the next morning, the other ten percent had swung over to Ethan Ballard’s side. The truth was, Sam would have thrown in with Genghis Khan to get away from the intensity of emotion that had swept into her life with the runaway