Chapter 20
I gaped like an idiot for five whole seconds.
“Wow~ Are you sure this is a charity for animals? Or is it human trafficking instead?”
I had to admit that Aaron’s answer was even more scandalous than what I’d been thinking
Was this what rich men got a kick out ot”? I’d heard from Cinder that the wealthier someone is the stranger their hobbies are. They might buy some odd things here and there, but to purchase the auctioneer himself… That was something else.
Aaron wasn’t even in a position where he needed to put himself on the auction table. This must have been purely voluntary on his part
“It’s not what you think,” he said as he parked the car.
He put his hands on the steering wheel and turned his head to look at me. My expression amused him, and he kept smiling with squinted eyes as if he’d just witnessed the joke of the century.
His smirk made me think of another possibility. One more in line with his lustful nature
I covered my mouth with one hand as my pupils dilated. I was staring at him like he was an alien. Like he’d grown a second head right in front of me.
“You mean you’re auctioning your…” I trailed off. My mind was filled with images of Aaron rolling in the sheets with another woman. I racked my brain for some way to phrase it decently
Aaron raised his eyebrows like he was daring me to outright say it.
“… your time?” That felt more appropriate. I originally wanted to say ‘your body’, but if I had, he might have said something about giving me a discount or something else just as suggestive and lecherous.
That would’ve been a cheap way to derail the conversation! I couldn’t let him off that easily.
.
and tilted his head to
“Almost.”
the truth. The idea of Aaron sleeping with another woman made me feel strange. My heart didn’t hurt at the thought, so I knew I wasn’t jealous. I was,
he
Wait.
he was always emotionally restrained. It wasn’t
standards were very high.
a lot. I’d heard that Aaron doesn’t always go to the dinners that are arranged for him. Even if he ended up rejecting all of his dates by the end of the night,
example, but no matter how beautiful and capable these women were,
of his parties. There were some small-name models, and Vincent took the time
would Aaron allow himself to be auctioned off to
were sold to the middle-aged widow of
across Aaron’s face, and I started to get the feeling that things weren’t as
his hand on the back of my neck, and
couldn’t hold back. “Did you ask me out to keep your crazy ex away? Or some suitor I
reason. Aaron probably wanted me there so I could
“My God, Olive. You should
say something-I didn’t think there was anything wrong with my guess-but Aaron spoke first. “If I’m done
her know.” His hand gripped the steering wheel, and the shoulders of his blazer were pulled taut from the tension in his
shifted into something
to probe Aaron’s mind anymore. I bowed my head and began unbuckling
me to unbuckle his own seatbelt. As he did so, he promised, “I wouldn’t use you for something like this. I wouldn’t need to. If I wanted someone
I’d always wondered that. I know