“Dinner will be served in the next fifteen minutes, I’m told,” he continued. “Then we will have the main auction event of the bigger items. I’m expecting some enthusiasm here, people.”Everyone laughed.“Good, now that we have an understanding, let’s enjoy some great food, good company, and the grea
The ringing stopped as something snapped in my head. Mr. Nieves drooped, clearly too polite to correct her, or maybe thinking it wasn’t his place.As the fiancée of William Masterson the Third, and, more importantly, a decent human being, I had no such qualms. “Well, aren’t you just a classless, ign
McKenzieBefore I could find a napkin to get my lipstick off his cheek, an older Hispanic man in a suit came rushing up to us. “Mr. Masterson! Thank goodness. We’d like to kick off the proceedings now, and I thought you could give your speech pre-dinner. You’re always so good at introducing the orga
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“Honeybee,” I tried again, “some girls are in it for the money. Cars. Furs. Jewels. Fancy apartments. It’s a whole lifestyle. Gwendolyn knows the deal, I promise.”She gave me a shove, tearing away from my arm. She only made it three unfortunate steps until I had to catch her, however.“Let go of me
WillCold champagne soaked through my shirt.Lisa stared at me, openmouthed, holding the empty flute in her hand. “Will….”“Are you finished?” I asked, taking the napkin Leopold passed to me and dabbing my suit.“I didn’t mean to—”“Get me? Oh, I know you didn’t. You meant to get my fiancée. I have