Mad Enough to Marry. Christie Ridgway

had to flatten her free hand to the mattress to steady herself and her face seemed to go paler.

      That sign of vulnerability made him feel a little sick. “Are you having any luck finding someplace to live?”

      She took a fortifying breath. “On my budget? Not yet. But I have a few other places to check out today.”

      “Today? Hell, Elena, you don’t even have the strength to stand up.”

      She didn’t protest, but she didn’t agree either. Instead, she mutely held out the wad of cash.

      He hesitated, mulling something over in his mind. If he made the offer, certainly she’d refuse. But hey, that was smart, he thought, because just the offer alone would earn him Good Guy points. In the game of Elena vs. Logan, nobody knew better than he that he needed all he could get.

      She flopped the cash at him, both the bills and the gesture tired-looking. That did it. Witnessing yet another crack in that tough shell of hers made his stomach roll over and his last shred of self-preservation play dead.

      “I’ll give you the painting back on one condition,” he said. “That you and Gabby move in here with me.”

      Her eyes widened. Oh yeah, Logan thought with great relief, she was gonna say no. And he was gonna get to keep Elena in Bed where she belonged.