Thane.”
When she looked up to meet Jake’s gaze, he looked away, but she had seen how the letter had refreshed the pain of losing his friend. Silence stretched between them for a few moments until she spoke. “I suppose you better tell me what it is you want me to do.”
“I have a letter, too, with very specific instructions, which we can get into later. In the meantime,” he said, removing another envelope from his briefcase, “Thane instructed me to open this envelope, which is from him to you. It’s his gift to you for taking the job and he wanted me to know about it. In addition to what’s in this envelope, I’ll pay you the regular fee for your work. Let me know your fee and we’ll go from there.” He held out the envelope to her. “Just so that you know, he wrote that Vivian knows and approves of what’s in here.”
When she took the envelope from him, his fingers brushed hers again and that sharp awareness made her glance up into an intense brown-eyed stare that caused her pulse to jump. What chemistry did they have between them? Unwanted chemistry. She didn’t want to be attracted to a Ralston or have her heart flutter by a simple brush of fingers. And he felt it, too. It showed in a revealing flicker in his eyes. Sparks flying between them would make working for him challenging. And definitely something she shouldn’t do.
There were a dozen reasons to turn down this job. She had great respect for Thane Warner, but this wasn’t a job she could accept.
She looked down at a brown envelope that was wrinkled, smudged, had small tearstains, but was still intact. She pulled open the flap that wasn’t sealed and withdrew a cashier’s check. “You said you know what’s in here.”
“Yes, I do. I still have Thane’s note that said to open it and look.” He paused as she looked down at the check in her hand.
Stunned, she stared at the check, unable to process the zeroes she was seeing. “Good heavens. Is this real?”
“Absolutely. Thane has paid you a million dollars to do this job.”
“I can’t accept that much money for a job like this.”
Jake shrugged. “Thane’s not alive. He can’t use it. Vivian has inherited his estate worth multimillions. Besides, she’s a billionaire heiress with a successful art career and Thane’s thriving ranch that her new husband, Mike Moretti, will make even better. She won’t need the money. It’s yours if you’ll take this job.”
Stunned, Emily looked at the check, thinking about what he had just said, about where else the money might be used to benefit others. “I’m shocked. I can’t even grasp this. Why would he do this?”
“He wanted you to take this job. My guess is that he thought you would turn me down without a good reason to do the appraisal. If we work together, our families will know it. If you take this job, this is the beginning of the end of a feud that is over a century and a half old.”
In that moment, Emily realized she could not possibly turn down this job. Her gaze met Jake’s. She was going to live under the same roof with the handsome rancher facing her. A charmer, a man who loved beautiful women, parties and no ties. Could she live in the same house with him, work with him every day for the coming month or however long it took, and keep from falling in love with him? Could she work with him and avoid a broken heart? Could she do this and avoid seduction?