"Ten-thousand," Again, it was the red-head.
The auctioneer looked at me and I laughed because he thought he needed my approval. I stood up and headed to the podium.
"Excuse me," I grabbed the gavel and looked out at the sea of worried expressions.
"Sold! For ten-thousand dollars to the beautiful red-head in the back!" I laughed and the crowd laughed with me. "Oh, but can you return him before the end of the night? He has the keys to the house." I patted down my dress. "No pockets." Shrugging, I kissed Aidan on the cheek.
"Thanks a lot for pimping me out," he laughed, then kissed my lips.
"Hey, it's for the kids," I tweaked his nose and headed back to the table with him. "I can't believe someone paid ten-thousand to dance with you."
"Why is that?" He inquired.
"Oh, honey, you aren't that good." I giggled.
He tapped my butt and I squealed.
Once the auction was complete, the orchestra got set up and began to play. The red head made her appearance at our table. I ushered a hesitant Aidan up from his seat.
"Have fun," I waved and smirked as he headed to the floor with the woman.
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Celia appeared next to me.
I shrugged.
"Why not?"
"Maybe because she is clearly interested in him and you just fed him to her." Phoebe appeared on my other side.
I waved it off.
"If he is stupid enough to go with it in front of me then he's an idiot." I snorted and sipped my drink.
They both got really quiet.
"What?" I asked looking between them.
"Lilli, Aidan is a very, very..." Phoebe started.
"Very, very..." Celia added.
"Attractive man." Phoebe continued, "Women will want him, regardless if he is married to you."
I rolled my eyes.
"Do you think I'm stupid?" They both eyed me. "Oh my God, do you think he is going to risk losing his inheritance by messing around with a woman who paid ten thousand dollars for him?" I looked at both of them, realization spreading across their faces.
"I-I guess you're right," Phoebe shrugged, but I could tell she was still hesitant.
"Excuse me." At the sound of his voice my stomach clenched. I slowly turned around. Celia and Phoebe both sucked in a large breath.
"Hello."
"Would you object to a dance?" He reached a hand out.
"Demitri, I really don't—"
"Oh, come on, it's just a dance, as friends." I eyed him leeringly. "I swear."
I stood and took his hand.
"I really appreciate the offer. However, I don't think that would be for the best." I smiled kindly.
"What is going on?" I turned to see Aidan's angry face.
"Well, I was trying to convince my friend for a turn on the dance floor." Demitri slyly smiled.
Oh God!
"And I was—"
"Aidan, I need for you to come, please?" Liam stepped up, but Aidan's eyes refused to leave my face. "Aidan?" He turned to look at Liam. "Mr. Regalie is here and would like to talk with us." Liam looked from Aidan to Demitri to me and back to Aidan.
"Sure," Aidan spoke curtly and walked away from us.
"What are you trying to do?" I sneered at Demitri.
He laughed.
"He is easily angered isn't he?"
"It's not funny," I scowled at him. "I have to deal with that later." I rolled my eyes.
"Oh come now, why would he get mad? You were rejecting my—"
"Yeah, but he didn’t know that and you sure as hell are doing your best to make it more uncomfortable for everyone!" I sighed heavily and pushed by him. He still chuckled.
After the final guests were leaving, Aidan and I slipped on our coats, heading to the car. He was being quiet, too quiet. The car ride was filled with uncomfortable silence instead of our normal banter. I knew that he was still seething over Demitri, but didn't we just have the whole jealousy conversation earlier in the night? He finally decided to speak five minutes before arriving home.
"So, Demitri—"
"Aidan, I wasn't going to dance with him." I sighed heavily, not wanted to have this argument again.
"Are you sure about that?" He snapped.
The car pulled up to a stop.
I glared at him.
"I am not doing this again." I retorted, clipping out my side of the car.
Not waiting for him, I walked around the car and slipped, grabbing onto the hood for balance.
"Lilli!" Aidan moved quickly to my side and grabbed my arm. I jerked my arm away from him and pulled off my shoes, stomping up the stone stairs in my pantyhose covered feet.
"Lilli, wait," Aidan yelled after me.
"Just leave me alone," I growled.
Jay opened the door.
"Mrs. Iverson," he nodded.
"Hey, Jay," I smiled as he took my shoes and coat for me. "Thank you, Jay."
"Lilli, I want to talk to you—"
"No, you want to act like a jealous jerk and make more accusations." I turned around and poked him in the chest. "Just leave me alone. I don't feel like arguing about this because it is stupid and pointless!" I stomped upstairs.
I was quickly out of my dress and in the shower. I heard Aidan enter the bathroom.
"If you dare get in this shower I will castrate you." I threatened.