“So why were you so insistent that I was coming with you to Colorado? You’re obviously comfortable with the crowd here. You know the Colters well. Why is this any different than any other charity function?” She’d been wondering that for a while now.
“It’s an auction and a ball,” Travis answered grimly.
“So? You attend auctions,” she shot back at him.
“It’s not a typical auction. Tate thought it would be interesting to have a billionaire auction to raise more money. Bastard! And he has the connections to gather a very wealthy crowd.”
“So only billionaires will be there?” Ally asked, bewildered.
“No. Billionaire’s are the auction items. Women are bidding on the billionaire of their choice to be their escort for the ball.” Travis visibly shuddered. “I can’t believe Sutherland showed up. Poor bastard. I hope he knows what he’s getting himself into. Tate’s own brothers conveniently had to be out of town.”
“So you’re going to be auctioned off?”
“Hell, no. I’m exempt because I have a woman. It’s just the single guys.”
“So you brought me along as your cover?” Ally asked, biting back a laugh, knowing that was probably initially the reason he’d needed her here.
He hesitated for a moment and then answered, “Yeah. I’m not going up on some auction block like a damn antique or a show horse for sale.”
Ally snickered, “Well, you are priceless and a stud. That’s hilarious. And I think it’s very unique. I think it will be fun. And the men that are participating are good sports. Is Tate going to do it?”
“Yeah. Some unsuspecting woman will have to put up with his ornery ass all night,” Travis grumbled. “He got a surprising number of men who volunteered. We should raise a lot of money.”
“So I’m going to be in the same place as many of the world’s most eligible bachelors?” Ally asked teasingly.
“No. You’ll be there with me,” Travis told her gravely.