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I’m thoroughly confused now and the moment is gone. “Is this some passive-aggressive bullshit I didn’t get the memo on because I don’t know what you’re referring to.”
“Nothing.” She shrugs, turning back to the sheet on the booth ledge like she’s checking something.
“No, it’s clearly something. Say whatever it is you want to say.”
“It’s stupid. I was just being petty. I saw a tabloid article thing that night that was a picture you and what the headlines referred to as a ‘mystery blonde’ getting into the same car.”
“Oh, that was Natalie. She’s not a mystery.” I laugh. “She’s the head of acquisitions for the company I’m trying to buy, the company I was meeting with for dinner. There were half a dozen of us there.”
“You two shared a car?”
Is she jealous?
“We did. She lives about a block from me so my driver dropped her off before he brought me back to your place.” I take a step closer to her, reaching out to pull her chin over so that she’s looking at me. “It wasn’t a date if that’s what you’re asking.”
“I’m not asking.”
“Why were you looking at headlines about me?”
“I wasn’t. I just happened to stumble across it on the Daily Mail or something.”
“You know you can ask if you have questions about me.”
“I don’t have questions about you.” Her eyes are big and round as she looks up at me.
“You sure about that?” I glance past her quickly to make sure we’re alone before reaching my thumb up and brushing it across her bottom lip. I lean in a bit further, only a few centimeters between us. This woman drives me crazy. She’s so oblivious to how sexy she is, how fucking bad I want to bend her over right now and leave her dripping with my cum.
“D—do you have questions about me?” she asks barely above a whisper.
“Mm-hmm.” I move my hand from her chin to rest above her head. “But I shouldn’t ask them.”
“Why not?” Her hands are pressed against the pillar of the booth behind her.
“Because,” I say softly as I lean in, placing my lips at her ear, “I’m trying to remain a gentleman.”
“Last call to place your bids for the silent auction!” A loud voice interrupts me and I step back as they round the corner.
“You okay by yourself for a moment? I need to take care of something really quick and get Daisy out to the car.”
“Yeah.” She keeps her gaze down away from me and I wonder if I may have scared her. I make my way through the building to the silent auction, placing a bid on my own yacht before returning to the booth.
“They’re about to call the winners,” I say, motioning toward the other room.
“Oh, okay.” She steps out of the booth and we start walking toward the other room, my hand settling against her low back.
“And the winners are… drum roll, please!” Mr. Fein cheerfully shouts into the microphone as everyone claps. He starts running through the winners one by one until he finally gets to my yacht.
“And the grand prize tonight that I think we all bid on is an exclusive weekend on Mr. Weston Vaughn’s luxurious, custom built private yacht! Can we get a round of applause for Mr. Vaughn, ladies and gentlemen!” He points toward me and the room erupts into cheers as they stare at me. I smile and offer a wave, Daphne stepping away from me so fast like she saw a spider.
“The winner is”—Mr. Fein opens the envelope—“our very own Daphne Flowers!” The room once again cheers.
“What?” She looks genuinely terrified. “I didn’t bid—I can’t afford that.” She looks up at me, then back to the room of people clapping for her.
“Just smile and wave,” I say as I clap next to her.
“No, seriously, I didn’t bid on it. There’s been a mistake.” She looks around, then up at me as I smile at her. “You did this?”
“I might have.” I shrug.
