moved down her body, taking in her curvy, generous figure. Zoe gulped too loudly. She normally didn't care what anyone thought of her looks. She was comfortable in her own body and she loved her curves. But this time, she found herself hoping that this hot, handsome hunk liked what he saw.
Very slowly and subtly, the corners of his lips curved. He looked up and smiled, really smiled at her, and Zoe's breath hitched. The smile transformed his whole face. His blue eyes crinkled and a dimple danced in his left cheek. He was devastatingly, heart-stoppingly handsome. But behind his good looks, she saw the genuine warmth and kindness in his smile.
“He will bid for me,” she mumbled to herself.
Feeling assured, Zoe nodded and held her head up. She even managed to smile as she listened to Dali explain the rules of the auction to the audience.
“So, in a nutshell, these beautiful, brave people on stage will be their own auctioneers, and they can accept or reject any bid,” Dali was saying, as she strolled to the front of the stage. “They can withdraw themselves from the auction at any time, and they can say no to a bidder's request. We are all here to raise funds for the hospital, and have fun. I have to point out that the Sheriff's deputies are standing at the back of the hall. They won't hesitate to take action against anyone who physically or verbally abuses our staff and volunteers.”
On that note, the hospital director flashed a wide smile at the audience and asked sweetly, “Are there any more questions? Are we all clear on how to conduct the auction and ourselves?”
The audience murmured and Dali glanced at the line of nervous, excited hospital staff and volunteers behind her.
She raised a brow and mouthed, Ready?
They nodded and grinned at her.
Dali turned back to the audience and declared, “I won't keep you waiting any longer. I now declare the auction open! First up, Gramma and Ne-ma!”
CHAPTER SEVEN
Nick stared at the straggly line of nervous, fidgeting auctioneers. He thought it was a nice touch to let them conduct their own auctions. It gave them power and control over the auction, and made them feel less objectified. It was for a good cause, and all in good fun.
Nick was sitting with his work mates. Marcus and his mate, Staci, had joined them. The guys were whistling and goading one another to make the first bid.
But Nick already knew who he wanted to bid for. That pretty little nurse standing at the back of the line.
He had been clapping and cheering loudly as the curtains parted when he felt the woman's eyes on him. He turned to her immediately and held her startled, panicked gaze. His bear had reared up and growled. His bear wanted to charge right up the stage and throw that curvy, delicious female over its shoulder. The animal wanted to drag that sweet female back to its bear cave and have its wicked way with her.
But thankfully his human sensibilities and sensitivities prevailed. Nick could see how nervous and tense the woman was, and he wanted to help her. He could scent her fear, and he wanted to take away that fear and apprehension. He wanted her to have fun and enjoy the evening. And he wanted more than anything to see her smile.
So he smiled at her. It wasn't a forced smile at all. The sight of her, the mere presence of her, made his heart happy. Even his bear was happy, but his animal was a territorial, possessive predator. His bear was now determined to have her.
She makes me happy, she's mine, his bear growled.
No, it's the other way round , Nick's human brain countered. I want to make her happy because she's mine.
His bear snorted. Mine! was the only word in that thick, animal skull right now.
Nick finally saw the woman smile shyly back at him. His heart leaped at her smile. She was so pretty, with bright amber eyes and wavy brown hair. She had a luscious, generous figure, and he wanted to grab those ample hips and feel her soft thighs around his waist as she rode