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7
HANNAH
Ican’t believe my savior asked me out to dinner tonight. My life has been on a downward spiral then hit rock bottom when my mom died. Then I broke through those rocks and plummeted down into a pile of shit when Dexter Creed sent his man after me and I was forced to participate in that awful auction last night. Somehow all of that washed away and when I looked off that stage into the crowd, I saw a pair of intense green eyes. Vin Rossi literally scooped me up into his arms and took me away from it all.
And now he wants to take me out to dinner.
I pinch myself and dance across the bedroom floor. Throwing my closet door open, my mood deflates a little. I have nothing to wear. What if he takes me to some fancy restaurant? I’m going to look like a poor relation. Oh, God, I don’t want to embarrass myself. Or, worse, him. Sighing, I wonder how I’m going to find something nice to wear when there’s a knock on my door.
Walking back into the living room, I ask who it is before removing the chair from beneath the door handle. It turns out to be the repairman Vin sent over. Wow, that was fast. But I have the impression that when Vin Rossi wants something done, it happens immediately. No one stops to ask any questions; they just carry out his orders.
Plucking the chair back, I open the door and smile at him. “Thank you for coming so soon.”
He waves my words off.
“Not a problem, miss.” I step back while he inspects the broken lock. “This shouldn’t take me longer than ten minutes.”
“Okay, thanks.” While he starts getting his tools out, I notice a woman walking up the hallway and she lifts her sunglasses up onto her head as she approaches. She’s strikingly gorgeous with long dark hair and big, brown eyes. I also notice how fashionable she looks and I wish I could pull off the kind of elegant confidence that she radiates.
“Hannah?” she asks, walking right up to my broken door, all glowy gorgeousness and what strikes me as curiosity.
“Uh, yeah.” Who is this divine creature? I wish I was half as perfect.
“Hi, I have a special delivery for you from Vincentius Rossi.” She whips the garment bag around she’s carrying over her shoulder, along with another bag, and offers it to me.
“For me?” Suddenly, I’m so confused.
“For your date tonight,” she clarifies.
I’m not sure what to say. Vin’s kindness is overwhelming, but I take the proffered bag and smile at the woman. “Thank you so much. I can’t believe he did this,” I murmur under my breath more so to me than her.
“He’s a very generous person,” she tells me.
“Are you his, er, assistant?” I ask, not sure what to think about the beautiful woman. She looks a few years older than me and she’s so well put together that it makes me feel frumpy.
She waves a perfectly-manicured hand through the air. “Oh, something like that. He is always wanting me to run his errands.” Then she chuckles and tosses me a wink. “Have fun tonight.”
I’m not sure what to think and I have no idea who she is, but I like her. Something about her is mysterious, yet kind, and I’ll have to ask Vin later tonight. In the meantime, I can’t stop thinking about my hero. There’s no denying that I’m drawn to Vin. And I think it’s more than just because he saved me from that other man.
Of course, I find him extremely attractive. What girl in her right mind wouldn’t? But I’m also fascinated by him. Does he make it a habit of rescuing people like he did me? Or am I special? My cheeks heat up when I think about how much I owe him. Because I do. Vin paid a fortune for me and he didn’t even try to claim his prize—which, in his defense, he could’ve done. He had every right to take my virginity last night. But he didn’t even attempt it. All he did was place a quick kiss against my lips.
Our conversation comes back to me.
“Why did you spend so much money to buy me—er, my virginity—and you don’t want to sleep with me?”
“I never said I don’t want to sleep with you. But I won’t take something that isn’t freely given. And I’ve never paid for sex.”
What was he doing at the White Auction then? He never really answered that. All I know is I’m the one who can’t stop thinking about him and now I find myself wanting more. So much more.
The fact is I am a twenty-two year old virgin. Granted, that’s not as old as some, but it’s still older than most women when they sleep with a man for the first time. And, good God, Vin is all man. I can still remember how citrusy-delicious he smelled and how hard his chest felt against my hands. Yeah, there’s no doubt about it—Vin Rossi is the perfect masculine specimen and he’s got my pulse thundering, heart beating like crazy and, dare I say, my panties damp. Again.
Over the years, I haven’t had time to date or explore a serious relationship with a man. Hence me still being a virgin at twenty-two. But now that my mom is gone and there’s a drop-dead gorgeous man paying attention to me, things are shifting. I find myself experiencing things I haven’t before. At least not to this degree. Desire is a new thing for me and it’s making me all hot and bothered like I’ve never been before.
Chewing my lower lip, I set the bag with what I think are shoes down on the floor and hang the garment bag up and unzip it. I can’t help but gasp when I look at the beautiful dress inside. Reaching out, I touch the dark red, silky fabric, running my fingers down its length. It’s short and sexy. Wondering how Vin knew what size to send, I carefully take it off the hangar and check the tag. It’s a six. How did he know my size?
Maybe he was checking me out more than I realized, I think with a little smile of satisfaction.
“All set!” a voice yells.
