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When his gaze lingers toward the seating area, Ash goes absolutely rigid.

I glance that way and catch Ford Montgomery swaggering into the room. I’d not seen him on auction night in several months. He and Ash have an understanding to stay out of each other’s way.

Ford just crossed a line.

I snicker, hoping that fucks with Ash’s equilibrium. Put him off his game and keep him from bidding against me tonight.

We have the same taste in women.

I need soft skin and a wet cunt to spend the next month getting lost in.

Critical deadlines for my new line of solar batteries, as well as meetings in London, Zurich, and Sweden, stole all my time the last couple of months.

With several weeks of peace ahead of me while my R&D team completes changes to prototypes, I’ll be in town.

I need someone to fuck. On my terms. When and how I want.

“Emery.” Ford appears on my six at the bar. His deep voice, with that southern twang he tries to hide, sails into my ears.

“Ford Montgomery, what brings you here?” Isneak a look at Ash, who rubs his eyes like he can’t evenlookat his ex-boyfriend. “It’s auction night.”

“I know it’s auction night,” Ford says in that baritone voice that gets under my skin. “Hello, Ashton.”

The tension in Ash’s shoulders can be seen from space.

“Ford.” He swigs his Grey Goose and signals for another, not turning around to look at Ford.

Ash and I are as close to being best friends as any two very wealthy, very competitive, and very busy men in their late thirties and early forties can be.

I met him ten years ago when he outbid me on a vintage Lamborghini.

Then I ran into him here. I found Ash easy to talk to. We both know how it feels to be exalted on so many levels, yet lonely at the same time.

He was just starting his medical foundation, providing no-cost operations for underprivileged kids, and I was filing my solar energy patents.

We formed a bond that night, Ash and me.

This club has other kinks, like dark rooms, and the exact opposite—voyeur suites.

I’m busy. Buying a woman to fuck, gets me from zero to sixty with a stranger in ten seconds. I get to know my prize right away, and she gets to know me.

I don’t do relationships anymore andone and donewith a stranger is too risky.

“Ashton, can I talk to you for a moment?” Ford shoves those big hands into his pockets.

Ash’s glass freezes at his lips. “Talk.”

When he finally sets his eyes on Ford, his jaw goes so tight, it looks like it might crack.

I sit up, interested in what Ford will say. I wantthem to get over themselves. Get past this stand-off. I was shocked originally to find out that Ash and Ford were sleeping together.

How those two kept it quiet impressed me.

“Alone,” Ford deadpans, pulling Ash around in his seat.

“You have something to say to me that you can’t say in front of Emery?” Ash taunts Ford.

“Yes.” Ford goes icy.

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