Boom 65: Why Choose One Man

Something about being at a fancy party always had my panties in a twist.

I’m standing at the edge of the crowd, watching the action at the charity event. The glint of crystal champagne flutes and the soft hum of well-dressed voices surround me.

Every detail screams luxury. It’s almost too good to be real. Sure, I came to support the cause, but let’s be honest—I’m having a hell of a time.

The atmosphere is lively, a little decadent, but it’s the kind of night where it’s easy to let go of the worries and just exist in the moment.

The auctioneer is droning on, presenting one extravagant item after another, but my attention keeps drifting toward two men standing across the room.

They’re both impossibly handsome, impeccably dressed in tuxedos that hug their frames just the right way.

One is tall, dark-haired, with sharp features that command attention. The other is blond, with a devil-may-care smile that radiates confidence. They make a striking pair.

As the bidding continues for some