Wild Enough For Willa. Ann Major
fanny of yours in gear, girl. You’ve yet to earn your keep.”
Her keep! The nerve! But she rushed back into the room, grabbed the thousand dollars off the table, came outside, and stuck it between her breasts, while both men watched her little maneuver so appreciatively that the elevator door closed and the elevator went down without them.
“You’re really paying her? You’re really that hard up?” asked Little Red with lewd interest. He lowered his voice. “How much?”
Willa pulled out the bills and flapped them saucily. “A thousand dollars.”
“Would you choose me…if I gave you more?”
“Butt out,” growled McKade.
“Sure. I’ll go to auction. Go ahead. Make me an offer,” Willa snapped sassily, not because she was serious, but because this game might have possibilities, because she felt afraid and chose to mask her fear with an air of bravado. McKade’s scowl had gone as black as a prune again. As always, the dramatic held appeal.
The madder McKade got, the slower he would think. And why couldn’t she amuse herself? Why shouldn’t she distract herself from the very real terrors of last night? After all, she knew she had no intention of sleeping with either of them. So, why not play their silly little male game and pretend she was a slave, up for grabs on an auction block?
“Money, lots of it. And me,” said McKade.
“Marriage,” said Little Red without missing a beat.
Marriage. One little word. Willa felt breathless.
Marriage.
Suddenly, the stakes had changed.
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