Jenny pulls away from me hard and sits up. The look on her face is heartbreaking. It's a mixture of hurt, sadness, and anger.

"A what? Why in the hell do we need to do that?"

Shit! This sucks! "Among other things, to protect you."

"Protect me from what?"

"Jenny, Sweetheart. Down the road, I'll be the head of a multibillion-dollar company. If something happens and our business goes down the tubes, you need to be protected from the vultures that will take everything we...uh...I own. You need to be legally separated from the business so that you can't be touched. Any future home we may have, future property of...