Falling For You (Love In All Seasons #2) - Frankie Love Page 0,20
raising money for, Humans Against Harming Animals.”
When pressed about being ready to give up her V-card she said, “I grew up around sex. I’m not scared. This is my body and a cause I believe in. I have nothing to be nervous about.”
Hopefully, her nerves don’t get in the way the night of the live auction—because EXPOSÉ will be there reporting on more than what Justine wore and who was in attendance.
We’re most interested in finding out who the lucky bidder turns out to be!
Chapter One
Ryder
As I step inside my Anchorage hotel room, I rip off my tie and toss it aside. Fuck this collared shirt and suit coat—I don’t feel comfortable anywhere but my own piece of property—and certainly not at the stuffy bank where I spent the afternoon.
Opening the mini bar I grab a beer. Cracking it open, I take a swig before stripping out of my tee shirt and these dress pants.
I loved my mother to death, but putting me in charge of her philanthropy after she passed away was a big fucking commitment. One that forces me out of the comfort of my cabin and requires me to come to the city once a month to sign on the dotted line.
I flip on the television and lie on the bed, drinking my beer. Damn, knowing I must go to my jackass ex-stepfather, Luther’s place later tonight, puts me in a sour mood.
But then, as I’m flipping through the channels something catches my eye.
Or rather, someone.
A nondescript interviewer leans in, asking a question of a woman; a woman who is so fucking beautiful it makes my cock hard. My eyes are instantly glued to the tv screen.
“Tell us, Justine Van De Shire, how do you defend your auctioning off your virginity?”
I run a hand over my beard waiting for her to answer.
Living alone in the woods isn’t for every man, and certainly isn’t for any woman I’ve met yet—but I don’t care much for relationship bullshit anyway.
But when I look at this woman, I forget all about my ideals.
“Sex has never been taboo in my family. As you know, the Van De Shires made their fortune from adult films. And since Alaska recently voted to allow the sale of sex, I decided that auctioning off my virginity, with the proceeds going to a worthy cause would be the perfect way to take control of not only my sexuality but to put my money where my mouth is.”
The news anchor purses her lips, apparently not knowing how to respond to this well-spoken woman with long, dark tousled hair, pale pink lips, and caramel colored skin.
“And where exactly is your mouth, Ms. Van De Shire?”
Justine smiles serenely and crosses her legs. Her long, lean legs. “With Humans Against Harming Animals.”
At that, I almost spit out my drink. She’s raising money for HAHA?
“According to my research, there are no animals in Alaska that are currently facing endangerment. Some opponents may use that fact to suggest this is a gimmick.”
“And to them, I say eff off.”
The news anchor covers her mouth in shock, but I laugh out loud. So does Justine.
“I mean, it,” she says. “Animals aren’t endangered in Alaska right now because people have worked so hard to ensure the natural land is preserved. I want to work toward that end.”
“By selling your virginity.”
Justine shakes her head, a smile splayed across her heart-shaped face, her eyebrows angled and hinting at her expertise. “No, I’m not selling anything. I’m auctioning my virginity off. And the highest bidder will have me for an entire night.”
The interview ends and I groan as her face leaves the screen. The television scrolls a link to her website with the rules for the auction.
I could so easily go to the website, click on the link, take the steps to show up at that auction... to pay whatever it takes to have her.
But I won’t pay for sex—especially not to fund HAHA.
And I’ve lived in a city long enough to know I don’t want the strings that are attached when a woman finds out my family’s net worth. I’d rather be alone for the rest of my goddamned life than be with a gold-digger.
And this woman would go into the night knowing how much I could afford.
I don’t buy women—no matter what the cause.
Especially not this woman. She is fucking gorgeous, and while she came across as educated and intelligent in the interview—she’s still auctioning off access to her cunt. There’s no good that can come from