Chapters (38)
- Cover
- Back Cover Text
- Select praise for the novels of Susan Mallery
- About the Author
- Booklist
- Dedication
- one
- two
- three
- four
- five
- six
- seven
- eight
- nine
- ten
- eleven
- twelve
- thirteen
- fourteen
- fifteen
- sixteen
- seventeen
- eighteen
- nineteen
- twenty
- twenty-one
- twenty-two
- twenty-three
- twenty-four
- twenty-five
- twenty-six
- twenty-seven
- epilogue
- The Friendship List - Reader Discussion Guide
- Questions for Discussion
- Recipes
- Ellen’s Chicken Parm
“No.”
“Okay, then. Thanks for the information. I’m going out on a limb here and saying we’re probably not having sex then.”
He spoke so casually, she almost didn’t get what he was saying. When the meaning sank in, she was so shocked, she nearly threw herself out of the moving car. Then the ridiculousness of his statement struck her and she started to laugh.
Thaddeus smiled at her. “A man likes to know these things in advance.”
“I guess.”
“And that was a no?”
She laughed again. “It was,” she said as she leaned back in the seat, more relaxed than she had been. “Are you really a farmer?”
“No. I was never a farmer. I was an investor in a Bitcoin farm, but I sold my interest a couple of years ago.”
“I don’t know what Bitcoin is,” she admitted. “Something with computers, right?”
“It’s a cryptocurrency.”
“And you farm it?”
“That’s what people call it. The system is totally open to anyone who wants to see what’s going on. Transactions with Bitcoin have to be verified before they can become part of the blockchain and unless you’re having problems falling asleep, you really don’t want me to explain it all to you.”
“I doubt I’d fall asleep, but I don’t think I would understand it. How did you start investing in the farm?”
“Someone asked me to. I did my research and when it seemed like a good idea, I bought in.”
“Did you make a lot of money doing it?”
He smiled at her. “I did.”
She shifted so she was angled toward him. “Dagmar has told me you own property and you also help companies that are in trouble. Is that right?”
He nodded. “I have real estate holdings and I own a company that does turnarounds. I don’t go in and fix the companies. I have people who do that.”
He was so different from anyone she’d ever met. “When did you move here?”
“About seven years ago. I went from San Diego to Las Vegas to Seattle.”
“Las Vegas?” She wrinkled her nose. “I’ve never been. I’m not a gambler.”
“I’m not either.” He glanced at her, then back at the road. “I was working construction in San Diego and I met this girl. She wanted to be a dancer in a Vegas show. I followed her.”
Unity smiled. “How old were you?”
“Twenty. Young and foolish.”
“What happened with the girl?”
“We broke up but I stayed in Las Vegas. I managed to put myself through school. I have a degree in finance. I started investing and here I am.”
“That’s quite a journey.”
“What about you?”
She resumed sitting straight in her seat. “I married Stuart out of high school. He joined the army and went off to basic training. When he was done with that, I joined him. I’ve lived in a bunch of places around the US, in military housing.”
“No kids?”