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She quickly presses the tablet, putting in our official bid. As the numbers climb, my heart races faster.

I have no idea what is going on right now and why Cora is here of all places. I just know that there’s no way in hell one of these motherfuckers is going home with my Daredevil. Not tonight, not fucking ever.

“Fuck!” Kimmy hisses. “Zack. We’re going to lose her. Time is almost up.”

“Keep bidding,” I tell her, watching the numbers rise. “Fucking hell, it’s at a million.”

“I know you said that's our cut off, but fuck it.” She tells me, bidding again.

I don’t even care as it goes past one point five million. Inside, I know that I’d pay every last fucking penny I have to make Cora ours tonight.

I’m not sure why she’s here, but I’m going to see it as a sign of fate.

“Thirty seconds left.” Kimmy says in a desperate whisper. We place a bid of a million and wait. I feel like I’m going to puke as I look up to find her watching the crowd. She can’t see us, the room is black on this side.

It’s the vulnerability in her eyes that has me wanting to jump up and rush over to her. For someone who’s here to auction their body off for the night, she looks like someone who wants anything but that.

Whatever has her here, it looks like she didn’t have much say. Maybe it’s nerves, but I know Cora, better than she ever thought I did.

“We won,” Kimmy says, her eyes shooting up to meet mine. “We won Cora.”

We both look back at Cora as she walks off the stage. A speck of panic fills me I’m not used to, like she’s going to disappear again.

“What the fuck just happened,” I say, another wave of disbelief hitting me.

“It’s Cora, right? It has to be. Zack, those eyes. I would know those eyes anywhere.”

“It’s Cora,” I say, every fiber of my being knowing that's the truth. “And if not, we just spent a million to spend a weekend with her doppelgänger.”

Guess we’re about to find out if that really is the woman who’s been haunting not only my dreams, but my wife's.

Chapter 10

Cora

Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit! I can't believe that just happened. I thought I was going to pass out. Every second up there felt like a lifetime.

As I step off the stage, reality hits me hard. Someone just spent a million bucks on me for the weekend. Someone felt like I was worth at least that much. I don’t even know what to think right now.

“Come with me, DeeDee.” Amy says, giving me a bright smile.

With shaky legs, I follow her back towards the dressing room. “Ah, Amy,” I say, trying to keep my voice from quivering. “What happens now?”

“Well, you will wait in your dressing room. When your buyer or buyers have paid and filled out the forms they need to complete the purchase at the end of the auction, they will be brought here to you.”

“Okay.” I nod, my whole body breaking out into a sweat.

The wait is pure torture. I pace around the dressing room, trying to settle my nerves. Water doesn’t help. I can’t splash water on my face or it will ruin the makeup and I feel like I’m sweating buckets. God, this isn’t the way to meet the person who’s paid so much money to spend the weekend with me.

A weekend that will most likely entail sex. Fuck. Am I really going to have sex with a stranger? What if they’re disappointed? I’ve only ever slept with one person in my life and it wasn’t what one might call anything amazing.

What if I just lay there like a flopping fish? “Fucking hell, Cora.” I lean against the dressing room vanity as I stare at myself in the mirror. “What have you gotten yourself into.” Is it shallow of me to at least hope he’s hot?

Oh god, what if it’s not a man but a woman? I did answer that I was bisexual. I didn’t request only a man to bid.

I’m freaking out, I’m really freaking the fuck out.

There’s a knock at the door and I jump, a hand slapping over my mouth to stop my scream of surprise and the fact I might puke.

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