Wanted: A Bad Boy Auction Romance

Hailey’s knock on the door, announced her arrival a few minutes later.

I put my half-finished bottle on the kitchen counter and made my way across the space. I wiped sweaty palms down my jean covered thighs and took a look around to make sure everything was tidy.

Of course it was.

I had never been a messy person but being in the military had drilled being tidy into my bones. I had only just moved into my apartment and so only the essentials were here. The space was open concept. The kitchen and living room were separated by a small table.

The kitchen carried all the essentials for cooking but I barely used them. The living room carried a two piece set, a center table and a huge television mounted on the wall. A hallway led to the only bathroom and bedroom.

I hurried to open the door when she knocked again.

I opened the door and promptly lost my breath.

Fuck. She was smoking hot.

She was dressed in a sleeveless top and plain dark blue skirt that skimmed her knees. Her feet were encased in a pair of sandals to reveal her toes, which were painted a light pink color. Her book bag hung off her right shoulder.

Without trying, she was easily the most gorgeous woman I had ever met.

She looked at me with those shy eyes framed by widened lenses. Her hair was pulled up into a messy bun, but a few strands had broken free of the confines to fall over her grey-blue orbs.

She pushed them back impatiently, the movement automatic.

The fact that she seemed completely unaware of how sexy she was just made her more appealing,

“Hey.”

Her breathy greeting pulled me out of the spell I was under.

“Can I come in?” she asked as I continued to stare at her.

“Of course. Where are my manners? I’m so sorry.”

I moved aside so she could come in. Her light floral scent made my dick try to pop out of my pants.

I closed the door, then we were completely alone together.

She made it to the center of the living room, looked around briefly, then turned back to me.

I cleared my throat and tried to act normal, turning slightly so that she didn’t notice the hardened state of my body. Thankfully I was wearing a shirt that fell over the unruly organ that was overpowering my brain.

“I hope you didn’t eat yet. I ordered dinner. It should be here in about an hour so I was thinking we could get some studying done then chow down,” I said.

“Okay,” she replied.

A moment of silence stretched out between us after. We looked at each other.

I cleared my throat again. I wracked my brain trying to come up with a suave line but all I came up with then was, “Okay. Let’s get started, shall we?”

She nodded and followed me to the table.

We got to work and it was all very innocent as we bounced questions and answers off each other.

I was even able to simmer my attraction down enough so that I could concentrate ad retain most of the information we went over. Hailey was in her element, repeatedly pushing her glasses up her nose and pushing her hair out of her face as her forehead frowned slightly in concentration.

Controlling my desire for her was one of the hardest things I had ever done.

Dinner arrived and we took a break.