"Yes. I'll take the money."

“Yes. I'll take the money.”

Elyse's heart beat quickly. She couldn't believe it. All her worries mere seconds before were about to vanish. The skies may change, but never does fortune so quickly! But, in spite of herself, she still had to make sure: “Are you absolutely sure, Mr. Brady?”

“Yes! I am. The money is yours.”

“Even if that means I won't–––“

“I require nothing of you, Elyse,” he said, proffering a serious eye. “I would never allow you to do something you do not want. I am not that guy.”

In a way, and this was news to her, Elyse found herself wishing he were that guy. Not due to any fantasies of that kind, but just so things could make a little more sense, and so she wouldn't feel as if she were taking money from such a nice man. Unable to understand him or his intentions, she knew she couldn't just leave him with nothing.

“Mr. Brady. I can't even begin to tell you how thankful I am. I am totally flabbergasted. I don't know what to say!”

“You don't have to say–––“ Now it was her time to interrupt him.

But, not knowing what to say, she did only what she knew to do. She leaned up against him, placed her hand on the steering wheel to support herself, placed the other on his thigh, and then kissed at his face. Finally, her lips found their way to his. His heart beat wildly as he tasted sweet Elyse's lips. He leaned back, to give her space, and she brought herself around to straddle him. Her hands clutched at his shoulders and she stuck her tongue into his mouth.

Sliding her hands down, she let her fingers slide across his body. And then she felt his hands caressing up and down her toned thighs while their tongues continued to dance.

But, being the gentleman that he was, he had to release her lips from his. Two hearts broke at once as he did, but he had to be sure: “Elyse. Darling. You don't have to do this. I only want you to be happy.”

And, toying and loosening the buttons on his shirt, she responded thus, “I'm happy, Mr. Brady. You have no idea how worried I was before I came here to you. You made everything better!”

Loosening the top three buttons of his shirt, she leaned down to his hairy chest and kissed between the folds.

“Oh Elyse!” He moaned, raising his neck and sliding his hardened hands to her sides.

And in between each kiss she halted and whispered her words, taking her time to ask.

“Tell... (kiss) me... (kiss) one... (kiss) thing... (kiss) you... (kiss) want... (kiss).”

She decided right there, whatever he asked she would do. Nodding his head and smiling widely, Mr. Brady knew exactly what to ask of her.