I’m breathing heavily, trying to get myself under control. I release him, pushing him away from me in disgust. Right now, it doesn’t matter how big he is because I’m not going to let anyone talk about Sassy that way. The man is a big guy but nowhere as big as me. So help me, Travis, if I hear that you disrespect her again, I’ll kill you, and no one will find the body.

I’m towering over him, and it wouldn’t take much for me to punch him in the face for even thinking that it’s okay to talk about Sassy this way. Gripping his shirt tighter, I pull him toward me until I’m spitting the words in his face. His mouth falls open, and Rick obviously wants no part of this because he takes a few steps back. I grab the front of his sweat-stained shirt and pull him to me. I swear, I had no idea, but she’s got a nice set of tits-“ Today she was wearing some kind of tank top. “Yeah, she’s always in those big shirts and jeans. Travis has a big goofy grin on his face, and I can feel my stomach turn. Travis got to work with her the whole day.” Rick leans over and smacks Travis in the back of the head as he smirks at him. I ask in a cool tone, not wanting to give anything away, “What about Sassy? Did you see her while you were there?” We were able to fix it, but who knows how long for. We mended fences, Rick patched some holes in the roof of the barn, and then we both worked on the tractor until we were able to get it running. I mean, we did what we could, but there’s only so much we can get done in one day. Amos is letting that ranch fall apart all around him.” “It’s no different than the last time we went, boss. I sent two ranch hands over to the Reid Ranch earlier today, but they’re back now, and I barely let them get out of the truck before I’m asking them questions. “So?” I ask with my arms crossed over my chest. These ultra-rich men are ready to bring home their virgin prizes. Welcome to a one-of-a-kind Auction House where humans, shifters, and aliens bid on love. The series where the Highest Bidder always wins. He may have saved my ranch, but I’m going to save him right back. I know Cole and I belong together, and I’m done playing it safe. I finally get the man of my dreams, only he’s too much of a gentleman to claim his prize. I never imagined auctioning myself would be how I’d get Cole’s attention, but sure enough he’s the winning bid. Why does the Microwave Make the Food Hot but Not the Plate?

Auctioned to the Cowboy by Hope Ford