Page 40 of His Curvy Woman

When we had moved and taken on our new identities, I started applying what I had read about on my computer. Computer technology became a hobby of mine to pass the time. While I was in fire school, we learned about the technology that was used in the field. There weren’t as many advances in that area, and it intrigued me. I developed and eventually patented a program that streamlined on-site communication.”

“That was you?” I ask, shocked about what he’s telling me. “I remember my dad and Ramsey talking about this new program a couple years ago. At first, they hated it, but after a few months of using it, they started to depend on it. Hunter, I can’t believe that was you.”

“Always with the not believing in me. You’re going to have to start giving me a little more credit than that baby.” He says, giving me a stern look.

He’s right. Damn, it’s not like I don’t believe he’s capable of everything, but it’s just crazy to me. “I’m so sorry, Hunter. I didn’t mean that-”

Hunter starts laughing, and I swat his stomach. “You little shit. I was starting to feel bad.”

He grabs my hand and kisses it. “You’re going to burn the bacon.”

“Shit.” I walk over and quickly turn the bacon then go to the fridge and grab the tomatoes and mushrooms.

While I’m cubing up the tomatoes, Hunter continues. “Before I was able to release the program, a few technology companies got wind of it and approached me. I ended up selling my program to the company I believed would do the program justice. I earned a lot from the deal and invested most of it. Now I’ve got a nice savings account and don’t have to work as long as I’m careful.”

“Why are you working then?”

He gives me a weird look. “I couldn’t just sit at home twiddling my thumbs for the rest of my life. I needed to do something worthwhile with my time, and I’ve wanted to be a firefighter for as long as I can remember. That desire didn’t go away after I didn’t need to work.”

“Makes sense. I guess that answers the lottery question then.”

“What lottery question?”

“You know the one, ‘if you won the lottery, what would you do with the money?’”

Hunter is quiet, and I can tell what I said made him pause, so I finish up on the omelets. I chop up the bacon and mushrooms, then start building the omelet in the pan.

“Does that change things between us?”

I stop what I’m doing and stare at him. “Why would it change things? I didn’t fall in love with you because of your money Hunter, and I’m not going to start letting it affect us now that I know. I’d rather just forget about it and live life like it isn’t there if you want to know the honest truth about it.”

Hunter picks me up and swings me around the kitchen before sitting me on the counter. Spearing his hands into my hair, he pulls me in close. “I knew you were perfect for me,” he says and gives me a breath-stealing kiss. When he pulls back, he kisses the tip of my nose and studies me. “And it’s our money now, baby.”

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