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Did that really just happen? Did I really just sell myself to the highest bidder?

A hysterical giggle spills from my lips, bringing Mel to a stop. “Phoenix, are you okay?”

“I… I… Did I just do that?”

“You did.” Mel grins. “How does it feel?”

I shrug. “I have no idea. All I know is I can’t stop shaking.”

She nods, understanding on her face. “That’s completely normal. It’s the adrenaline. Come on. Let’s get you back to your room. We’ll get you a snack and a drink. That should help too.”

I nod but can’t seem to make my legs move. Mel wraps an arm around my waist, leading me to my dressing room. As soon as the door is shut behind us, she helps me to the couch before grabbing me a banana and a bottle of water.

When she thrusts them into my hand, I open the water and drink half the bottle before eating the banana in just a few bites. I can already feel the adrenaline ebbing, leaving me feeling tired. Which is unfortunate since my night is just getting started.

“Better?” she asks, and I nod. “Good. This happens sometimes. Don’t think you’re the first.”

“Thanks,” I tell her with a smile. “Now what happens?”

“Now, you wait here until the auction is over. If your buyer purchases a second lot, they’ll be brought to your dressing room since you were the first one bought. Then, you’ll wait together until the auction is over. Once payment is confirmed and all paperwork has been signed, I’ll lead your buyer—or buyers—here. Then you’ll leave with them, and they’ll return you here on Sunday night by midnight.”

I nod slowly. “And how often does that happen? The buyer buying two lots? And how often is there more than one buyer?”

“Both happen. I’m not sure how often, but I like to make sure everyone is aware of what could happen.” Mel smiles. “Do you have any other questions?”

“No. I think I’m good. Thank you.”

Mel nods. “I’ll see you at the end of the auction then, Phoenix. Just take this time to relax. The hard part is over.”

Watching her exit the room, I can’t help wondering if it really is over. Sure, my part in the auction is done, and I’ve been purchased. But that doesn’t mean the weekend will go off without a hitch, does it? I know the buyers are vetted and there’sno real reason for me to worry about ending up dead in a ditch, but I really have no idea what this weekend is going to bring.

I mean, it’ll probably bring lots of sex. I just hope my buyer is attractive. I don’t even know the gender—or lack thereof—of the person who purchased me. Not that it matters. I’m very open about who I’m attracted to.

Shaking my head, I wonder if I should get dressed. Mel didn’t say one way or the other, but I should probably let the buyer decide, right? After all, I’m theirs for the weekend.

Settling back on the couch, I can’t help but stare at the time. I know there are sixteen lots—something Mel confirmed for me on our way to the stage—and each bidding is five minutes. But what does that mean for how much time is left? Since we didn’t run into anyone else in the hallway, there’s likely some time in between each lot. Or did we pass anyone? Iwasin my own head. Maybe I should’ve paid more attention instead of losing my shit.

I’m definitely looking at another thirty minutes at bare minimum.

Deciding that staring at the time isn’t going to make it go any faster, I start playing the game I’d stopped when Mel arrived at my door. It’s easy to lose myself in it.

The knock on the door startles me enough that I end up dropping my phone.

“Yes?” I ask as I lean down to grab it, the door opening as my fingers close around it.

“Hi, Phoenix. I’m Jen. Your buyer made a second purchase, so I’m just dropping off Blaze. The auction is over, so your buyer should be here soon. Do either of you need anything before I go?”

“I’m all good,” I say as I sit up. Blaze has moved toward me and because I’m seated, the first thing my eyes find is his dick. My eyes widen at the size of said dick that I can see straight through the front of his underwear.

Damn, I want to lick that. Maybe suck on it or take it for a ride.

“Mackenzie?” My name is barely a whisper, spoken almost reverently.

My eyes pop up to the face of the owner of the lickable dick, eyes going wide in recognition.

“Is everything okay?” Jen asks.

I nod, unable to tear my eyes away from Damon’s face. “Everything is great. Thank you. We’ll just wait here for our buyer.”

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