Page 73 of Flaunt
“Competition? For what?”
“I’m not going up there and not having the top bid. This is for my ego as much as it is for your charity.”
She cackles. “Well, we got Shawn Daze.”
“The surf instructor?”
She nods.
Shit. He’s pretty good-looking.“Who else?”
“Miguel from La Pachanga.”
Dammit. He practically has a fan club.“Who else?”
“Let’s see …” She sighs. “I forgot the list at home. There are about fifteen of you.”
“I’m going to have to go home and do some push-ups or something. Just to be sure.”
She wiggles her eyebrows. “Can you film it? We could use that as a promo?”
I laugh. “I’m gonna take you the best pictures you’ve ever seen. Because I’m going to have them foaming at the mouth for me, Glo.”
She bursts out laughing, patting tears from beneath her eyes.
My phone dings again.
Jess: I just want you all to know that I ran five miles today and I still got it. So whenever any of you are ready to race, let’s go.
Maddox: Name the time and place.
Me: Don’t leave me out of this. I’m the most talented out of us all.
Moss: Sighs.
“My brothers have lost their marbles,” I say. “Hang on.”
“I’m hanging.”
Me: You want to time us, Moss?
Jess: He could cheat.
Moss: Excuse me?
Maddox: Ouch.
Paige: You guys make it hard to get work done.
Moss: I’m on lunch.
Me: Me too.
Jess: Me too.
Maddox: I’m waiting for a client to arrive.
Paige: Must be nice.
