She stopped walking and touched his arm to make him stop too. She hadn’t realized how much taller her was than her until they were standing face to face. She had such a domineering presence for someone in such a petite package. Lincoln wanted to tell her everything, but he was ashamed. He didn’t think she would understand. Lincoln sighed as his shoulders slumped. “Just let it go, please.” He chickened out.
“I can’t,” Phoebe told him straight. “You’re lying to me about a business that’s eating up too much money every month for me to ignore. If it’s something illegal that you’re doing then fine. Do what you want and let me go as your financial adviser. I will not have my firm jeopardized over the handling and management of ill gotten gains. But if it’s something you actually need to resolve, then just let me do my job. Is it a relative? I can work with Ms. Pinkett to wean them down and eventually off your payroll. You have to tell me something, Lincoln. Please…”
Lincoln gazed down into her eyes as Phoebe looked to be on the verge of tears. He took her face into his hands and kissed her. He knew it wasn’t the right thing to do, but her beauty was undeniable, her heart was open to help him, and her lips looked to supple to ignore. Strangely enough, she didn’t push him away.
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“We can’t do this.”