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“Dark comedy, I guess,” I laugh.
“Jesus, I’m gonna seriously consider who I invite out to my place in the Hamptons.”Emeryis the one with the beach house.
Interesting.
“They’re ready to report that he’s dead when dozens of people show up to have a party in his house,” I keep going because now they’re staring at me like they’re interested. “The guys see women they like, so they just...pretend the boss is still alive.”
“How?” Ford quips.
“That’s the dark comedy part.” I laugh harder now, feeling more at ease. “They carry him around. Claiming he’s drunk. It’s just one funny incident after the other.”
“Sounds very funny,” Emery appeases me. “And I promise if you get drunk, I’ll carry you around this month.”
“I doubt I’ll getthatdrunk that I could be mistaken for a dead person.”
“Speaking of this month,” Ford says, sounding anxious and changing the subject.
Emery exhales roughly and sits back. “Oh,you’regoing to tell her, Ford?”
“Tell me what?” I put down my drink, suddenly feeling very uneasy.
“It’s okay.” Ashton clasps my hand.
“So, tell me. What do you have planned for me this month, Emery?” I pause. “I’m sorry, should I call you Mr. Austin?”
“We should ask Mr. Montgomery.” He soundsannoyed suddenly.
“What’s going on?” I look at Ford, who appears to be in charge, even though Emery bought me.
“Bernadette, I arranged for you to be won with a very high bid,” Ford says, stroking his neck.
“He asked me to bid on you first.” Ashton sits back. “This big spender beat me to it.”
“I would have bid on you without being asked.” Emery kisses the back of my hand.
“I bid on you for myself.” Ashton leers at Emery. “I didn’t need to be convinced.”
“I see.” It hits me again how much Emery paid.
He’s going to want his money’s worth. He’s very handsome, and while he’s covered from head to toe in expensive clothes, the small amount of skin showing above his shirt cuffs is filled with the sexy veins of a man who is probably cut with muscles.
As long as he’s gentle, and doesn’t have any strange kinks, I’ll sleep with him.
It’s part of the sacrifice.
Is it a sacrifice, though?
“I’ve asked Emery not to touch you for the month,” Ford says low and throaty.
“Say what?” I blurt and cover my mouth, my thoughts giving my lustful thoughts away.
Ford cocks his head to the left, unaware his friend made a sexy impression on me.
“He means, that sex is not an automatic requirement,” Emery clarifies. “I’m doing you and Ford a favor.”
Ashton clears his throat. “And the other part?”
My heart rate ticks up.Uh oh...
