The following week I got up early and headed to the bank.

I was in an office for over two hours going over Dad's banking and then I headed to his financial advisor to see what my next step is because I have no idea.

I stopped and went inside a coffee shop and got something to drink and then went in search of this advisor.

I pulled up and went in and it was a very nice office. I was told that Mr. Dalton would be right with me.

I scrolled through my phone to waste time.

"Miss. Granger?"

I looked up and damn he was hot. I smiled and shook his hand once I got to my feet.

"Right this way." He said.

I followed him into his office and sit across from him. "I'm Micah Dalton and I'm sorry about your father. I have known him for years."

"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Dalton."

"Please call me Micah." He smiled.

Damn even his teeth are pretty.

"I'm not sure how much you know about your father's finances or maybe he left a will but he left you money in a different account as well as your mother."

"I had no idea. My dad was secretive I mean he did hide his illness from us." I shrugged.

"Well I can print you out a copy of your amount and what about your mothers?"

"That would be great. I thought I was going to have to dig and search for bills and pay late things because I was under the impression they lived paycheck to paycheck."

"Far from it. Your father was a banker and he knew how to handle his money." Micah laughed.

"The man had a lot of secrets but I love and miss him."

"Of course you do. When I lost my dad it crushed me so I know that heartache."

"I'm sorry about your dad Micah."

"Thank you! It was three years ago but I don't think it gets easier."

"That's good to know even though I don't like it."

He gives the most sincere smile which is panty dropping.

"Anyone, to share this money with?" He asked.

"Umm no it's just me and I think I want to save it or invest. Do you know any financial advisors?" I smile.

He chuckles... "As a matter of fact, I do."

I laugh and take the paper from him and get choked on my spit.  "Holy hell this is what he left me?"

He stands up and leans over the table. "Yeah, this right here is your money."

"I can't even tell with all the zeros how much that is." I laugh.

"Well, Reyah your dad left you three million dollars."

"Crap. What? how? Can I see Mom's ?"

Before he can answer I snatch the paper up. "Five million? How in the hell?" I asked puzzled.

"Your dad was good at saving Reyah. He talked about putting money back for you two for a long time."

"I felt bad when he bought me a new car last Christmas and that was just chump change to him."

Micah leans back in his chair and smiles. "He wanted you well taken care of."

"Yeah, my dad was good about that." I smile.

"I was just heading across the road for a drink before dinner. Care to join me?"

"Oh, Micah do you invite all of your clients out for dinner and drinks?"

"Well first no I have never and secondly your not my client." He smiles again.

"Well then I won't say no."

When we walked out the receptionist gave me a dirty look and I'm guessing she wished it was her.

"I've never been here before," I said.

"I'm a regular and they even know my order." He laughed as he pulled out my chair for me.

"So tell me something about you, Micah?"

"Umm, I took this business over after my dad passed but worked with him until that happened."

"How old are you?" I asked.

"Thirty what about you?"

"Twenty-five."

"What kind of work do you do?"

"I work with my mom she owns a catering business."

"Oh wow I didn't know that."

"She's an amazing cook. Last week she made these sweet potato casserole muffins and they were to die for."

"Sounds delicious. I'll have to keep her in mind when I need something catered." He smiled as the waiter walked over.

"Hey, Micah! Same thing?"

"Sure and get the lady whatever she wants."

"Thanks, I'll take a steak with a loaded baked potato and side salad please."

"I like a girl that likes to eat." He smiled.

"Oh, I'm not shy." I smiled.

"I'm glad I met you Reyah. You are a very beautiful woman."

"Thank you, Micah." I smiled.

We had a pleasant conversation over our meal and when we were done we walked back across the road together.

"Would you like to come back to my office for a drink?"

"Sure lead the way."

When we walked back into the building the receptionist wasn't there any longer.

Once inside he shut the door and walked across the room to get a couple of glasses and some alcohol he had on a table.

He poured us a drink and clinked his glass with mine. He really is cute but I have standards and now that I have all this money I need to be careful.

He walks around the desk and corners me in with his hands on both sides of the desk.

"May I kiss you Reyah?"

I bite my lip and shake my head yes. "A kiss is all you get so make it worth your while."

"Damn you play hard to get." He laughed.

"No, not really but a girl can never be too careful." I smiled as he leaned in and pressed his lips to with his package on my leg.

"Thanks for everything Micah!" I said slipping out from under him and rushed out the door.