The auctioneer whistles. ‘We have half a million dollars for Asami. Can I get $510,000? Going once, going twice and — !’
‘Two million dollars.’
My mouth falls open when Guy Walton marches into the room. My heart races. Though he’s scowling, he still looks handsome with his fashionably messy dark brown hair, blue eyes, and five o’clock shadow on his defined jawline.
‘Well, this is a surprising development,’ the auctioneer says.
Understatement of the year. This is the last place where I would expect to run into my best friend’s dad.
WORD COUNT: 3,500
A naughty short story about a young woman and her best friend's dad!
‘Two million dollars.’
My mouth falls open when Guy Walton marches into the room. My heart races. Though he’s scowling, he still looks handsome with his fashionably messy dark brown hair, blue eyes, and five o’clock shadow on his defined jawline.
‘Well, this is a surprising development,’ the auctioneer says.
Understatement of the year. This is the last place where I would expect to run into my best friend’s dad.
WORD COUNT: 3,500
A naughty short story about a young woman and her best friend's dad!