“Fine, fine,” she holds her hands up in surrender before leaning toward me more so only I could hear what she’s about to say next. “In all honesty, I’m happy for you.”
“Thank you, Cal.” I give a genuine smile.
“You can finally join the orgasm by someone else club!” She grins. “First Nina, and now you…honestly, I don’t know how neither of you never had a mind-blowing orgasm before.”
“Callie.” I groan, glancing around to make sure nobody could hear her.
She grins. “Okay, I’ll shut up.” She brings her hand to her lips, pretends to zip it, and throws away the key.
“One thousand dollars!” Nina shouts in front of me.
“A thousand?” I gasp, my eyes widening. “You know you’re practically dating him already, right?”
She turns, looks at me, shrugs and then says. “It’s for charity.” Before turning her attention back to the stage.
What the fuck…
She wins, of course. And then they begin announcing more of the guys. My heart hammers against my chest when Greyson’s name is called up next, and I know without a doubt,I’m winning that bid.
“Starting the bid off at fifty dollars,” Hunter announces, gesturing toward Greyson on the stage. “Anyone for fifty dollars?”
“Two hundred.” Callie shouts from beside me.
I turn to look at her, completely gob smacked, and in return she smirks at me. Right, she’s playing a game…she knows what just went down between us, and she’s doing this to annoy me. Not in a malicious way, but it has my chest tightening that people could find Greyson just as attractive as I do. And that’s not okay. He’s mine.
“Three hundred!” I raise my hand, giving a smirk toward Callie who sips at her drink unbothered.
“Four hundred.” She declares, battering her lashes at me, not even looking in the direction of the stage.
“Cal, what are you doing?” Payton hisses under her breath.
“Playing a game.” She shrugs.
“You’re so annoying.” I groan.
She chuckles, swirling the ice around in her drink. “Bid what you want, Lil,” she says with a bored shrug. “I’ll fit the bill for you.”
I eye her to see if there’s a truth behind that, and I can’t detect any lies. I know she’s got money—more than she likes to admit, so what I’m about to offer is practically pocket money to her.
“Three thousand!” I exclaim, smirking at her as I do so.
“Go higher.” She suggests.
I gasp, higher?
“But there’s nobody else bidding.” Payton looks at Callie confused.
“Five thousand.” Callie shouts, looking between Payton and me with a smirk.
“Fucking hell, Callie.” Nina’s eyes widen as she leans against the bar.
“Higher.” Callie urges me.
I squint my eyes at her, trying to understand why she’s doing this, but before I can ask, Nina does.
“I’m bored.” Is her only response.
“You’re bored?” Payton laughs.
