Bidding on the Billionaire

“With your name added to the event it would sell out. Please reconsider, Derek. You don’t have to marry the winning bidder, only go out with them. You can pick the when and where. And who knows, you might have fun. Meet someone you enjoy spending time with.”

He hated to disappoint her. If only she could guarantee who’d win him. Of course she couldn’t. No one could and somehow he guessed that if he agreed he’d end up saddled with Tasha for some glorious nights of hell.

Derek turned to the second page of guests while he tried to choose the right words. The four names at the top caught his eye: Scarlet, Milan, Paris, and Brooklyn Novak. Those were four names he hadn’t expected to see printed there.

“So, can I add you to the bachelor lineup?”

He met her eyes. Without a doubt, Aunt Marilyn would keep pestering him until he gave in. Derek glanced down at the four unexpected names again, a plan forming that would make his aunt happy, and even better, keep him in control. “Okay, fine. I’ll do it.”