"Care? What man wouldn't care?" Evander Lancaster frowned with a wry smile. After throwing the question back, he kept talking helplessly.
"But what can I do? You think I can't get it up, so I can only pay to find some guy who can to take my place!"
Then he added, "Losing money to ward off disaster, right? This bit of cash, your fiancé can still afford!"
On the side, Felix Shaw, happy to fan the flames, egged the four men on.
"With reactions as wooden as yours, how the hell do you even get repeat customers?"
The sexy little wildcat reacted the fastest. Hearing Felix's words, she immediately got up and pulled Vanessa Quinn back.
"Sweetheart, come on, don't be mad. Have a drink to calm down. Red wine adds to the mood—half drunk, half high, that's where the romance is."
"Yeah, yeah, in a bit the two of us brothers promise to serve you so well you'll be floating."
