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“Mr. Moore if you don’t want to go ahead with the deal then all you have to do is say the word?”
I wouldn’t be surprised if she knows the state of my affairs. If she realizes that I need the money so fucking bad that if I don’t get it then I may as well start looking for a job.
I shake my head, What the fuck am I thinking? My eyes stop focusing on the crowd, but as Ms. Young points ahead and says, “There’s Scarlett.”
I look in the direction of a blue-eyed beauty that makes my dick fucking rumble. Ms. Young whispers, “I’m sure that you’ll now get Cathy of your mind.”
She’s right about that. Because right now, I don’t even remember what she looks like.
Chapter Five
Scarlett
I walk up to Aunt Betty slowly. She’s talking to some guy, God he’s so hot. Chiseled face, piercing green eyes and dark hair. I wonder what they’re talking about? Then again, he’s the type that I’d see in a club and would never look my way. I blink because for a brief second I thought that he was licking his lips. I’m trying to focus on not tripping in these damn heels, but it’s so fucking hard because they keep slipping off whenever I try and walk too fast.
As I approach her, he’s gone. I feel disappointed wondering if he left as a result of me. It’s as if he disappeared, because I keep expecting him to see him near us, but I don’t.
“Oh my God child, you look like an angel.”
I beam forgetting why I nearly killed myself to get here. It was the man. The God of man that was near her.
I hug her, “Aunt Betty I loved it. It fits like a glove. How did you know my size and everything?”
She taps her nose and says, “Well, you know your Aunt. She’s always looking out for her niece.”
Then she winks at me and there’s an awkward silence because I want to ask the one thing that’s really bugging me, “Aunt Betty who was that?”
She doesn’t even pretend that she doesn’t know who I was talking about as she smiles and says, “You’ll see.”
I should be nervous about the way she just said it, but I can’t help but feel excited about being introduced to him. Maybe Gretchen’s right and I should have fun.
“The announcements are going to be made soon and the auction.”
“Auction?”
She ignores my question and asks, “So, you do like the dress, don’t you?”
“What’s not to like. It’s more about love. I love this dress.”
“You pinned your hair back and left a few lose strands. And as for the necklace, it makes the gold pieces on the dress shine. I don’t know what I’m more excited about, the dress or the night?”
That’s a strange comparison and I wonder if Aunt Betty has something up her sleeves. Then again, she always has something up her sleeves.
I’m about to ask her if there’s something that I should know, but I don’t get the chance as others greet her and before I know it we’re at a table.
She declares, “This seat is for you.”
Then one of the waiter’s takes out my chair and I sit down. She air kisses me and says, “I need to go and make a speech. You’re on the best table. Mingle my dear.”
I feel as if all eyes are on me as I stretch out my hand and I’m smiling but really, I want to scream out to her, ‘Don’t leave me!’
She didn’t even introduce me and the man on the right is acting as if he wants to eat me. His wife notices because she taps him on the side and then introduces herself.
“I’m Wendy Hart. I’ve been coming to the ball for nearly ten years. I gather that you’re Scarlett.”
I nod, “Yes, Aunt Betty often talks about you. She says that you’re one of her dearest friends.”
“Oh, does she?” her double chin swings as she starts to chuckle. I flatter her because Aunt Betty has never mentioned her, but she’s seated at her table and she’s been coming here for ten years. By the way she tapped the grey-haired man next to her, I can only assume that’s her husband. The one that wants to eat me. He’s speechless and he’s still staring at my chest, but not as obviously as he was a few minutes ago.
