Nice Until Proven Naughty

The entire bar can probably hear me, but I don’t give a damn. All I care about is this man and his mouth and his tongue and those lips and that heart—which I’m never letting go of. Ever.

My eyes roll back in my head as the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had rips through me.

Lucas doesn’t stop until I’m a limp noodle, and then he lifts me into his arms and walks to a cozy chair. He settles me onto his lap and brushes a sweaty chunk of hair from my face.

“Need to get you back to my place,” he mumbles, his face against my hair.

“Let me catch my breath, and then you can do whatever the hell you want with me.”

“Don’t say things you don’t mean.”

“Never.” I shake my head and blink up at him. “Why? What did you have in mind?”

He shrugs and holds me a little tighter. “Oh, I don’t know. A few more rounds of great sex are probably where I’ll start. And then I’ll spend the next several years pushing your boundaries to see just how naughty you are.”

“Naughty,” I tell him, loving the sound of his plan. “Super naughty.”

14

Nice

“There you are.” I snag Maryanne from backstage and thrust the microphone at her. “Two more people and then Ben is up, which means I have to man the bar. You need to take over for me.”

“O-okay.” She fumbles to catch the mic before it falls.

“You’ll be back on in ten minutes, after the intermission.”

Maryanne nods and looks at me as though she’s completely lost, but I don’t have time to explain anything to her right now. Jumping from the stage, I plow through the crowd and hop onto a barstool and over the bar.

“You’re up soon.” I take the beer mug from Ben’s hand and finish pouring a drink he started.

“Blue dress at the end of the bar,” he says, telling me who the drink belongs to. “Listen, about yesterday morning.”

“We don’t have time for this, Ben.”

“Mrs. Bauman left all of her medicine here, and I had to take it to her. I thought I’d be in and out, but she wouldn’t stop talking, and by the time I got back you were gone.”

“Oh.”

“I didn’t want you to think I’d just leave you here like that.”

“Thank you for telling me.”

“Dani, I—"

“We don’t have time to talk right now, Ben,” I say as gently as possible. “You need to get up there and get ready. It’s almost over.”

Ben doesn’t look at all happy with my dismissal, but I refuse to let this fall apart at the last minute for my sister. She’s worked way too hard in a short amount of time on this event.

“Fine. But don’t leave.”

“I won’t.” I slide the beer to the woman and grab her money, giving her a quick smile when she tells me to keep the change.

The bar is buzzing, and I run my tush off while the next two bachelors are auctioned. When it’s Ben turn, and he steps on stage, the crowd goes wild. You’d think they would’ve calmed a little with all of the men who’ve already been auctioned, b

ut Ben is a local favorite.

Combine that with the flow of alcohol in these women’s veins, and all bets are off. I have a feeling Ben will go for the highest bid yet.