Auctioning off my first time is my last resort. I never expected my best friend’s dad to be the highest bidder.

Thanks to a mountain of medical debt and a precarious scholarship, I’m weeks away from becoming homeless and ruining the rest of my life. So when I get the chance to auction off my v-card, I take it. God knows, I’m not using it.

Masks are mandatory at the House of Midnight Pleasures, but the man who wins me is still the hottest guy I’ve ever seen, even with half his face covered. And Miles pays a truly obscene amount of money to spend the night with me.

He smells like pure sex. His body looks like it's sculpted from marble. And he’s really good with his hands.

He even reminds me a little of Charlie, my high school best friend’s dad, and the only man I’ve ever wanted to sleep with. But Charlie never looked like that.

Or that’s what I thought, anyway. Until I see his tattoo. His very, very familiar tattoo…