Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 57407 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 230(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57407 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 230(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
Oh, hell. How fucking awkward would it be to entertain Georgia’s sister for an entire weekend, when Georgia was the only woman he wanted?
* * *
“Come on, Georgia, I want to get a spot close to the front of the stage before the bidding starts.”
Before Georgia could protest, Courtney linked their arms and started pulling her toward where Aurora was standing at a podium, announcing the beginning of the auction.
Her sister’s grip kept Georgia by her side, and Courtney didn’t release her even once they’d found a place close to the stage.
Georgia shifted in her heels and kept her gaze averted from the men all lined up, because she didn’t want to risk Drew catching her looking at him, even accidentally.
“I really need to check on other things,” Georgia said, trying to subtly untangle their arms, but her sister wasn’t letting her go.
She didn’t understand why Courtney was so insistent that Georgia join her, and the last thing she wanted to do was watch another woman win Drew for a weekend. It had been difficult enough being in the same ballroom with him for the past few hours, extremely aware of his presence. She’d done her best not to run into him and be forced into an awkward conversation. He’d made his feelings for her clear, and she was not a glutton for punishment.
“Like what?” Courtney challenged, arching a brow. “All the important stuff is done for the evening.”
That was true. The event was at a point where she could just relax and enjoy the rest of the night, but witnessing other women vying for Drew’s attention was not her idea of fun. “I should go and check the silent auction.”
Courtney rolled her eyes at the excuse. “They call it a silent auction for a reason. It’s silent, and nobody needs to be there for it to happen.” Her sister sighed, giving Georgia one of those big, doe-eyed looks. “Come on, Georgie, you’ll be my good luck charm. Besides, you need a break. I’ve been watching you flit about all evening, schmoozing with guests, checking on the catering and making sure everything is running smoothly.”
Georgia shrugged. “That’s my job.”
“I know it is, which I respect, but can’t you spare your sister a half hour of your time tonight?” This time, Courtney pulled out the big guns and batted her lashes at Georgia.
“Fine,” Georgia relented.
Courtney laughed. “Geez, you don’t have to sound so happy about it.”
The auctioneer stepped up to the podium after Aurora was finished talking, introduced the first bachelor, and started the bidding process. Courtney bounced lightly on her feet, as if she was excited about the opportunity to bid.
Confused, Georgia leaned closer to her sister, whose gaze was riveted to the stage. “I didn’t think any of these guys would be your type,” she said.
Courtney flashed her an enthusiastic grin. “Oh, I definitely have my eye on one man in particular.”
Georgia couldn’t imagine which one had caught her sister’s attention. By all outward appearances, the bachelors were respectable businessmen, wearing tailored tuxedos and sporting well-groomed hair. Granted, they were all good-looking but much too conventional for Courtney’s taste.
Now, if there had been a guy up there with tattoos and a leather jacket, and who rode a motorcycle—well, that kind of bad boy would appeal to her sister.
The first three men were auctioned off, followed by Derek Bettencourt, who’d given the entire ballroom quite a show as two women battled to win him until one of them finally tapped out as the bid reached an astronomical amount.
Then came Drew’s turn, and the auctioneer introduced and described his attributes to the crowd. Georgia wanted nothing more than to disappear and not watch some other woman win a weekend with the man she desired. Somehow, she managed not to ogle him, despite the strong temptation to look his way.
“Who will start the bidding at ten-thousand-dollars for a three-day weekend with Drew Daniels?” the auctioneer asked.
“I’ll start! Ten-thousand-dollars,” Courtney called out before any other woman could.
Georgia’s jaw dropped, and she stared at her sister in shock.
Ignoring her, Courtney’s expression was full of purpose, and as a few other women tried to outbid her, Courtney made it clear that she was out to win Drew.
Confusion rippled through Georgia, and she finally glanced up at Drew, but he was watching Courtney, looking just as perplexed as Georgia felt. Her sister knew who Drew was and had seen them dancing together at the banquet. Courtney had even teased Georgia over texts the next day, and Georgia had insisted there was nothing going on between her and Drew—which Courtney hadn’t seemed to believe.
But now she was bidding on Drew…was her sister attracted to him, too?
“Drew Daniels, sold to the pretty woman with the silver bracelets on her arm,” the auctioneer called out, his loud voice jarring Georgia back to the present. He pointed his gavel at Courtney. “Thank you for your very generous donation. You can meet your bachelor over in the greeting area just outside the ballroom.”