“Tell me about this job you’d like me to do for you.”

He didn’t owe her for her signature on their divorce papers, but if by doing this he could end things between them on a more pleasant note, then perhaps he’d find the closure he so desperately needed. “And, yes, you have my word that I will never reveal to another soul what you’re about to tell me, unless you give me leave to.”

She stared at him as if trying to sum him up. With a start he realized she was trying to decide whether to trust him or not. “You don’t trust my word of honor?”

“If you were after any kind of revenge on me, what I’m about to tell you would provide you with both the means and the method.”

He didn’t want revenge. He’d never wanted revenge. He just wanted to move on with his life.

And to kiss her.