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Aggravated by the words Aaron had mouthed—twice—even though he
had every right to and I had sort of anticipated it, I threw both my hands up
with irritation.
Jesus, this man—
“Nineteen hundred for the lady in midnight blue.” Angela’s voice reached
my ears.
Wait, what? No.
I flinched, then dropped my hands to my sides, and stuck them there.
Looking at Angela for confirmation of what I had done, even if this time
accidentally, I found her pointing in my direction.
Shit.
Returning my gaze to Aaron, I watched him roll his eyes, lips pressed into
a thin line.
Grimacing, I sent him a tight smile that I hoped communicated how really
sorry I was and hoped Patrick had another one of those boats. Because I
needed somebody else to bid on the old widower man.
Angela announced the next sum, not obtaining an immediate answer.
The guilt returned, together with a pinch of embarrassment. Which
pushed me to pin Aaron with a serious look as I mouthed again, Sorry, very
slowly and methodically. Making sure he understood the sentiment behind it.
Aaron’s eyes held mine, one of those deadpan expressions in place.
I swear. I made my lips form the silent words in a very exaggerated
manner. Then, I curled my lips into a sad face, keeping the rest of my body
still—just so I wouldn’t accidentally bid on any more bachelors. I am really
sorry, I mouthed like a total idiot.
And I was. Sorry, that was. Although a bit of an idiot too.
A few heads turned and sent me a fair share of weird glances, but I didn’t
let that deter me, and I kept my lips bent down. Telling Aaron with my eyes
that I was sorry. Although, if you asked me, it was on him for bringing me of
all people to do something that I was clearly not qualified for.
The sight must have been truly something because before I knew what
was happening, Aaron’s shoulders shook a couple of times, his stance broke,
and one of his hands went to the back of his neck as his head dipped. I
couldn’t see his face, so I had no clue of what was going on. All money was
on him bursting in frustration and anger and turning into the Hulk. And just
when I was about to really start worrying, he lifted back that raven-haired
head of his and revealed something I would never have bet on.