Turning to look at William, I see him with a grin that stretches from ear to ear.
"Did you do this?"
"Do what?"
"Don't play coy with me. You know exactly what I'm talking about."
"Oh. You mean did I sign you up for the auction. That would be a yes."
"And how exactly am I supposed to take someone on a yacht and give them dinner with a private chef?"
"It's all on me. Consider it a signing bonus."
"You son of a -"
"I didn't know you signed up for the auction. Good for you!" Dillon says as he walks up to the table.
"I didn't."
"What?"
Hearing my name called again, I lean in and whisper something in Dillon's ear. He nods in agreement and we part ways.
