April (Calendar Girl Book 4) by Carlan Audrey

Author:Carlan, Audrey [Carlan, Audrey]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Audrey Carlan
Published: 2015-04-28T16:00:00+00:00

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The next three hours flew by in a whirlwind of meeting people, hob-knobbing, drinking champagne, dancing to the DJ’s beats, and laughing with all the baseball wives. Everyone was having a blast and the last I checked, the auction table had hundreds of thousands of dollars’ worth of bids for the items being auctioned. Even if the player auction flopped, the charity would still get around half a million, which absolutely made me giddy with delight.

I shimmied on the dance floor sipping my pink champagne. All the drinks were pink tonight and flowing freely. The crowd was having a blast and everyone was in a very giving mood.

Rachel came up to me and grabbed my hand leading me off the dance floor. I pouted. “Hey, don’t look at me like that. It’s time for the Men of the Night Auction! Wanted to make sure you had perfect seats for the show.” Good looking out, I thought to myself.

Oh yeah! Sexy baseball players stripping off their clothes. I pulled my cell phone out of the side of my boobs. Rachel looked at me and shook her head. “I can’t believe you can fit a cell phone in your bra. Men must love your chest.”

I looked down at my plump ta-ta’s and grinned. “Never had a complaint,” I offered and she giggled.

The auctioneer we hired came up to a long stage and stood off to the side by a podium. “Tonight, we have a special treat for the ladies out there. Seeing as this is a charity for women, we’re going to give the women something to bid on. Men, come on oooooouuuuuuut!” He said, drawing the word out. All twenty-five baseball players came out onto the stage and lined up. It was a thing of beauty. Veritable eye candy no matter where you looked. “We’ve got for your bidding pleasure…a date with a Red Sox baseball player! They take you out for no less than four hours for the date of your choice,” his voice tipped down, “within reason, ladies.”

The DJ started playing a saucy stripper type number and the third baseman walked out. “Oh my God, it’s Jacob Moore!” one woman screamed and threw up her pink paddle before the announcer even got the chance to ask for a bid.

“Well, looks like we’ve got some excited bidders. How about you take that jacket off and show the ladies what you’ve got hiding under there, Jake!” Jacob played along. His blond hair and blue eyes shined in the light. “How about we start the bid off at one thousand dollars!” Holy fuckballs! A thousand dollars as the starting bid! I couldn’t believe it.

Needless to say, it wasn’t enough. Jacob strutted around the stage, and the moment he unbuttoned his shirt, his bid upped to forty grand. “There are some seriously rich, horny chicks here,” I said to Rachel while clicking a pic of Jake and forwarding it to Gin.

Instantly, I got a response.

To: Mia Saunders

From: Skank-a-lot-a-Puss

I fucking hate you. Keep em coming…which is what I’d like to do to that piece of hot male action.

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