Crissy Smith - Bid High

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Bid High

ISBN # 978-0-85715-133-9

Copyright Crissy Smith 2010

Cover Art by Natalie Winters Copyright April 2010

Edited by Jess Bimberg

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This is a work of fiction. All characters, places and events are from the authors imagination and should not be confused with fact. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, events or places is purely coincidental.

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Published in 2010 by Total-E-Bound Publishing, Think Tank, Ruston Way, Lincoln, LN6 7FL, United Kingdom .

Warning: This book contains sexually explicit content which is only suitable for mature readers. This story has been rated Total-e-burning.

Dedication

Love is not always conventional, and here is to all who celebrate and accept that fact.

You didnt! Amber Wilson was shocked. In disbelief, she stared at her two best friends.

Trish nodded. I did!

Jessica laughed with Trish. It wasnt easy either. The auction has been sold out for months.

Im not going! Amber argued. They really expected her to go to an auction, bid on a stranger and have sex with him? Her best friends should know her better than that.

Youre going, Trish told her sternly. Then Amber watched with horror as Trish took the tickets from her purse.

Amber tried a different angle. You cant afford those! She was not going.

Actually I didnt. They werea gift. And you two are my dates.

Jessica stirred her coffee. We dont need dates. We buy them there. She giggled.

Taking a drink of her coffee, Amber tried to come up with another excuse. I cant afford the men there.

Her two friends exchanged amused smiles. Its for charity. A very good charity. And we all know youre loaded anyway.

Amber sighed, knowing no excuse would be good enough. Id be so embarrassed.

Reaching out a hand, Jessica patted her arm. Well be there for support. Im sorry we had to do it this way but you need to get out there again.

Its been three years, honey, Trish added.

I know how long its been, she snapped, not wanting to dwell too much on why it had been three years. And its not that Im not ready, I just havent met anyone I findinteresting.

Maybe Friday night you will, Trish pointed out gently.

Amber knew she was lucky to have such good friends. Theyd been friends since college and had witnessed her meltdown after Dan. Just the thought of that man had Ambers stomach turning. They had been together five years, and just eight weeks from getting married, when shed found out he was with her because of a deal with her father. Marrying her would have given him control of her fathers company. If that hadnt been bad enough, hed been running around on her. And it seemed everyone had known but her.

Shaking those horrid thoughts from her mind, Amber gave serious thought about her current situation. She knew what happened at the auctions. Her friends had been telling her stories for years. She just couldnt see herself doing it.

I dont know, she finally said, knowing she was giving in. There had never been any chance she wouldnt go. Maybe it wouldnt be too bad. She didnt have to bid. She could just enjoy a night out with the girls. That didnt sound too terrible once she really thought about it.

Dont worry, Jessica encouraged. Well be there with you.

Amber didnt feel better. Her friends could get crazy.

Looking around her bookstore, Amber tried to see herself being as outrageous as they were. Shed never been one to party or have one-night stands.

She liked books. The fictional characters knew how to live and love. Lost in a book, she could be anyonethe seductive co-ed, the naughty librarian, the sexy secretarybut in real life, she was just Amber.

Say yes, Trish pleaded, and Amber felt the first stirrings of excitement.

Hadnt she been complaining that she was bored? That she wanted something more than going home at night, alone? Well, this was her chance. She could check out the auction. It didnt mean she had to bid.

Ill go.

And bid, Trish finished for her.

Ive got to get to work. Jessica said, glancing at her watch and standing.

Trish also looked at her watch and groaned. Me too. Maybe today someone will rob the bank and give me some excitement.

Amber laughed. Thats what she loved about her friends. They were never boring. And under the humour, they had hearts of gold.

Picking up the empty mugs, Amber walked over to the sink hidden off to the side away from customers and set them inside. I dont know what to wear. Friday was only four days away.

Well go shopping! Jessica squealed.

Amber cringed. Shopping with Jessica always took hours.

Tonight! Well meet here after work, Jessica continued, not noticing her reaction.

Amber looked over at Trish who only shrugged. Fine. If Im going to do this, I might as well do it right.

You wont be sorry, Jessica told her before kissing her cheek and heading for the door.

Trish waited until Jessica left before speaking. You really wont. This is going to be great. The Bachelor Auction is always the biggest fundraiser of the year.

Yeah, well, Ill probably end up with an accountant who talks about stuff I dont have a clue about all night.

Trish smiled back at her. I can promise you that is not going to happen. She picked up the tickets from the table. Ill just hold on to these to make sure theyre safe.

Amber laughed. Trish was always one step in front of her.

See you tonight. Well get you the sexiest dress they have. Trish winked. Youll see.

Amber wasnt so sure, but she didnt really have much choice. Her friends had gone through a lot of trouble for her.

Amber was still thinking about the auction when the bell on her front door jingled two hours later. She looked up and almost bit her tongue.

Dear Lord! Thomas Baldwin. The six-foot-two hunk of man smiled as he approached.

Ms. Wilson, he greeted with that sexy and low voice that made her panties wet.

Mr. Baldwin, what a surprise, Amber replied then wanted to kick herself. She sounded so stupid. He was her landlord; he could come by anytime. He often dropped by to share a cup of coffee or pick up a book. In the last few months, hed been in at least once a week.

He continued to smile and nodded. Sorry to interrupt your day, but I wanted to let you know that were having a problem with the water line in the alley.

Oh, she replied stupidly. Damn, she wished she could think of something else to say. Anything else.

The alley will probably be blocked for most of the day. I hope thats okay, he said.

Of course. Nono problem, Amber stumbled over her words. She took several deep breaths and tried to gain her composure. She was a single adult woman. She should be able to talk to an attractive man.