She shrank back. “What are you doing?” He thumbed through a thick stack of money. “I don’t have much cash on me.” She folded her arms over her chest. “I don’t want it.” He forced her to extend her palm and dropped several hundreds into it. Alyssa’s mouth went dry when she counted out two thousand, but he wasn’t done. A credit card topped the stack. “Use this if you need more, and if they give you any issues, call me. I’ll clear it.” Her jaw went slack. “Nathan, I do not need this money, and even if I did, it’s too much.” He curled her fingers closed. She couldn’t help getting caught up in his gaze, mesmerized by their depth and warmth. “You are going shopping with my mom and sister. They love to buy things, and the stores they frequent aren’t…” She frowned. “Wal-Mart?” “They’re exclusive.
