That, and barely surviving the ultimate betrayal of her feelings and trust. But he didn't need those gory details.
"Don't be surprised if I ask you a lot of questions. I like knowing what's going on with you and being involved in Bonheur or anything else you have going on. I'll help however I can. You have only to ask. I won't step in the middle of your business unless something seems dangerous or wrong. I know you've managed just fine for many years without me, and I'd never presume to think that's changed."
God, just when she thought the walls around her heart couldn't crumble anymore . . . "Thank you."
"If you think I've overstepped, we'll talk. In return, I'll ask only three things of you."
Was this the catch she'd been looking for? "What?"
"First, no more stripping. The male population of Louisiana doesn't need to see my wife naked anymore."
