It took a moment, but she finally recognized the feeling building up inside her. She wanted to cry.
She didn't, of course. But she wanted to.
She wanted to take the money and run, wanted to believe everything would work out like some story in a fairy tale book. But she couldn't, he would't....Whatever this crazy thing was that they had going on.
"Where do I go? How do I survive?" She jerked her chin back toward the tent. "My only descernable talent." Then she looked back at him, fixing him with her dark eyes. "Are you offering?"