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When their stares collide, the room heats up. “Do it for free, you shit.”
Ford smirks, and I picture them having angry sex. “Can’t.”
“Oh, pro bono limit?”
“Yeah,” Ford grumbles. “She’s new at this. IwantAshton to bid on her, Emery. But I need a favor.”
Ford puts down his glass and uncrosses his leg.
“Paying three hundred thousand when the bids usually close out at one hundred grand is one hell of a favor,” Ash argues.
Unless she’s a virgin, which I doubt she is if she had an ex she was living with.
“He has a point.” I mentally think of which account I can pull that much money out of.
One thatmy exwon’t get wind of.
I want that redhead, and I’ll pay the money she needs, especially if she’s in trouble.
“Youhave plenty of money thanks to me, Dr. Ives.” Ford’s icy tone pulls Ash’s gaze right to his.
Ash’s father locked out his trust fund when he found out his son was fucking a man. Ford got even bysuing his family in open court. The Ives are vipers, and Ford buried them. For Ash.
Heard it got him in trouble at his law firm...
“You know the fundraising window for my surgery center is closing, Ford,” Ash says to him, reminding me this could end in a bidding war.
Ford grins. “That’s why this favor for me will be a favor to you.”
“Just fucking spill it.” I shake my head. “What favor?”
“No fucking her.”
“What?” Ash’s shocked voice stirs me.
Ford tilts his head with pursed lips. “I said you can’t fuck her.”
“What the hell is going on, Ford?” I lean forward.
“She’s a nice girl.”
“Avirgin?” Ash asks him, and Ford glares.
“No. I’m...glad. That would easily go for a mill. There’s no way someone’s paying that much and not popping her cherry.” Ford wipes his forehead.
“But I can pay three hundred grand just to keep my dick dry?” I ask.
“Three-sixty. She has to give twenty percent back to the club.” Ford sips his vodka. “And no,you’renot paying for her. Ashton is going win her.”
Ash scrubs a hand down the back of his neck. “Ford...”
“You said it yourself, your fundraising window is closing. You have back-to-back charity events coming up. You need someone on your arm. You need agoodgirl this month. It’s an investment.”
“I have close to five hundred grand liquid,” I say and lick my lips, because I’m not agreeing to not fucking her. “I’m bidding on her, Ford.” I take apaddle from the woman handing them out. “Bet on someone else, Ash.”
“Nice try, Emery. I want her, too.” Ash signals for a paddle. “Ford has a good point. I can’t stand going to those fundraisers alone, and I don’t want donors to see me with a different woman each time. The right woman on my arm over and over makes me look serious.”
“Any of these women will look beautiful in a gown.” I point to the others.
