Eustace
Fabien made his way up to the podium, a great sense of purpose in his stride. Eustace had no idea how his boss had managed to get the position of revealing the auction bids, especially when it seemed like one that should go to someone more senior, but he supposed it wasn"t particularly important.
"I know it"s wrong, but there"s a part of me that just wants them to hurry up and get this part over so we can go back to your place," he whispered to Reagan.
She gave a small laugh, covering it with her hand in the cutest way. "Not long now," she promised. "But I do want to know if we"ve broken the fundraising record."
"Do you think there"s a chance you have?"
She shrugged. "Honestly, I have no idea. I didn"t really have time to look at everything. But it"s still something I"d like t
