I Married My Best Friend’s Grandfather For Money

“I’m serious, Tamra. I’m seventy-six. I have more money than I’ll ever spend and no one I trust to spend it with. You need stability. I need company. This doesn’t have to be complicated.”

I stared at him. My mouth opened. Nothing came out.

He leaned forward. “I’m not asking you to love me. I’m asking you to let me take care of you. Legally. Permanently.continue reading …