Infamous by Jenny Holiday

Author:Jenny Holiday [Holiday, Jenny]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Riptide Publishing
Published: 2017-11-24T18:30:00+00:00

Where was Jesse going?

As Jesse made his way over to Andrea, said something in her ear, and then strode off the stage, Hunter had to physically prevent himself from following.

He had arrived at the gala unsure how he was going to get through the auction. Then Jesse had come, and he’d changed his mind to thinking he could bear it as long as Jesse was emceeing.

Seeing Jesse had made all the difference. Not like he had magically waved away the shitty events of the day, but there was something about his presence, his solidity, that steadied Hunter.

And he wasn’t just talking metaphorically. That embrace, back there at the pond, had literally given him something—someone—to lean on for a few minutes, and it had felt so good. Knowing someone had his back, unconditionally. That was the best part of couplehood.

He assumed. He’d never really had that with Julian, not really. How could you have someone’s back if you were only selectively acknowledging your partnership with that person? Strangely, he had more of it in his friendship with Jesse than he’d had in his whole relationship with Julian.

After Jesse worked his magic, Hunter had actually started to have fun, which was not a sentiment he had ever expected to associate with this evening. Jesse was, as usual, charming and disarming, totally at ease, even in this environment that wasn’t his usual scene.

But then, as things had started getting weird—Faheem and Sandra Worthington the Dog Food Philanthropist both bidding on him—Jesse disappeared? He’d just left?

“Sorry about that.” Andrea stepped up to the podium. “Jesse needed to take a break.” She smiled a little too widely, obviously uncomfortable with this turn of events. “Shall we continue? Let’s see. I believe the bidding on Dr. Wyatt left off at six thousand dollars?” She gestured to Mrs. Worthington.

“Six thousand five hundred,” said Faheem, and who the hell did this guy think he was? Did he think he would somehow win Hunter’s affection with this creepy behavior? When Hunter had texted him that he didn’t think a romantic thing between them was in the cards, Faheem had seemed to take it in stride. But apparently that was only because he’d been retreating to hatch this stalktastic plan. Honestly, he’d rather have Mrs. Worthington.

Which it seemed like he was going to, because she called out seven thousand dollars, and surely that would be the end?

He looked back at Faheem and fuck off—the little shit was opening his mouth.

But the voice that rang out over the space came from someone else.

“Twenty thousand dollars.”

Jesse.

Standing at the back of the room.

Holy shit.

Everyone gasped. Hunter would have too if he’d had any air left in his body. What the hell was Jesse doing?

Well, he knew what Jesse was doing. Jesse understood how not-pleased Hunter was going to be with either of his potential suitors, and he was . . . intervening.

“Twenty-five thousand,” called Mrs. Worthington, her brow furrowing.

Hunter, along with everyone else, looked at Faheem.

He sat down, defeated.

Hunter smiled. He couldn’t help it.

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