Naughty Nikki: A Billionaire Romance
As though sensing this, Micah hands me a topped-off champagne flute and—despite what I believe to be a huge coup—he more cautiously warns me, “This isn’t something I’ve witnessed before. The bids typically come early, because the Kinky Kringles have already staked their claim from the preliminary round of photos that are posted on the app. But you just kicked things up a notch, in person. The bids are still rolling in.”
My pulse leaps.
Jesus, I need the money!
Conversely, his notable concern very pointedly tells me… I might have bitten off more than I can chew.
Just as I think this, there’s a ping on Micah’s phone and he checks the message, grimaces and shoots me a complex look. One I can’t