"I have more than enough money." He promises. More for the life that he thinks will make them happy. A life of comfort...not luxury. To Fletcher one is definitely more desirable than the other. Luxury seems to denote an aloof detachment. He's seen it with the Vampires at Marc's. They were immortal but not alive. Definitely nothing about them was for the living. Comfort meant good food, warm lodgings, soft pillows and delightful company. Comfort was love, really.
So that's what he wanted with Cora. Love and Comfort.
After the kiss, her body is scooped up and he kisses her again, sweetly, softly and a little sloppy. "Stuck like glue."