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I suppressed my smile. “Right. So, during this auction of yours then …
bachelors are acquired, you say.”
“Correct.”
“By, I assume, single women and men?”
He nodded.
“For an amount of money,” I pointed out. “All in the name of charity, of
course.”
Another nod.
I tapped my finger on my chin. “I just wonder … no, never mind. It’s
stupid.”
Aaron shot me a tired glance. “Out with it, Catalina.”
“If people are bidding—buying—all these bachelors”—I watched his
eyes narrow, exasperation written all over his face—“what happens next?
When the bachelor is acquired, what is he acquired for?”
Aaron’s lips pressed in a flat line.
I continued, “I mean, this is not like bidding for a boat or a Porsche. I
guess you cannot take the bachelor for a ride.” Okay, that sounded … wrong.
One could technically take someone for a ride. A certain sort of ride. “Not
that kind of ride,” I rushed out, watching Aaron’s expression change. A
muscle jumped in his jaw. “Not like a ride in a yeehaw kind of way. I said
that because one takes cars for a ride. Like, for a spin. But not men, not in
that way. At least, I have never taken a man for a spin.” I shook my head. I
was making it worse, and the more I talked, the more Aaron’s lips paled.
“You know what I mean.”
“No,” Aaron answered simply, bringing the glass to his lips and taking a
sip. “More often than not, I don’t know what you mean, Catalina.” He
brought his hand to his right temple. “Whoever offers the highest bid, which
will be donated to the cause, gets to go on a date with the man in question.
That’s what the bachelor is acquired for.”
Hold up, what?
“A date?”
His brows knit. “Yes, a date.”
“Like a date, date?”
“A date, date. Yes. You know, normally, two people who engage in a
social appointment that often involves eating. Sometimes, other kinds of
activities.” He leveled me with a look. “Like going for rides and spins.”
My lips parted. No, my mouth hung open.