Chapter 17: Nikki

"What is it you really want Bronson? You want me to be your charity? You want them to name a damn soup after you because you helped the poor homeless foster girl who can't even get a high school diploma?"

"Nicole, there is nothing I want with you other than to help you. We do not have to tell anyone. It could be our secret."

"Oh, so what you're really after is sex." I state but he doesn't flinch. He must have guessed I would make my own assumptions.

"I don't want sex Nicole. Trust me when I say, I wouldn't need to bribe a woman in order to get that."

I believe him. But that doesn't mean I fully trust him. No one, especially someone as put together and wealthy as Bronson Fortworth, gives up his piece of mind and sanity by allowing a thief to live with him and better herself in the meantime."

"I really just want to help you." His words are soft, not hard and professional, but humane and kind. It's a nice change to his constant need to always have it together.

"Why?"

"You saved my