I whipped my head around to see Kelly Ann, Robert, Jules, Cole, and Aurora standing around us staring at my parents and Bradford.
“I’m sorry?” my mom asked incredulously.
“You should be,” Kelly Ann replied. “Easton is my son, and if he pulls his head out of his ass and your amazing daughter, who you do not deserve, decides to accept his proposal, she will be my future daughter-in-law.”
“I refuse to let my daughter marry that ruffian. Bradford just made junior CEO of his company,” my dad crowed like he said something special.
The thing was my parents never asked Easton what he did for a living, and I never told Bradford who Easton was, since it was Aurora’s business we were bidding for.
As much as Easton and I had to talk about, I was going to give him this victory. He was practically vibrating behind me, ready to reveal his true identity.
Not only was I going to let him tear down Bradford, I was going to accept his proposal, after his groveling, and orgasms, of course.
“Fuck, Mom and Dad, did you hear that? Junior CEO.” Easton smirked, squeezing my hand.
My parents and Bradford had the sense to look uncomfortable, realizing they may have made a mistake.
“Hi, nice to formally meet you. I’m Easton Brooks and this is my best friend, and business partner, Cole Fox, of the Brooks and Fox group. You may have heard of us. We did just make most watched millionaires for the sixth year in a row.”
Bradford paled as my parents stared wide-eyed.
“I thought his last name was Easton. You never told me he was Easton Brooks. Why did you always call him Mr. Easton?” Bradford pointed at me with an accusing finger.
Easton growled, and goosebumps enveloped me at the sound. “Haven’t you ever heard of a nickname?”
“Mr. Easton is a nickname?” Bradford asked incredulously.
“He also likes it when I call him ‘sir,’” I added helpfully.
“Mr. Brooks, I’ve studied your business model since I was in college. I applied numerous times,” Bradford groveled, ignoring me completely.
“I see our HR department is doing a dazzling job weeding out poor candidates,” Easton said in a deadpan voice.
“Yes, we should look at giving them a raise,” Cole added a little more salt in the wound.
“I agree,” Jules, Aurora, Kelly Ann, and I said at the same time.
Easton kissed the top of my head. “Now, being that I’m actively pulling myself out of the doghouse, I’m going to take my lovely fiancée to watch the rest of this spectacular show she and her amazing best friend put together.”
“Rachel, why didn’t you tell us who Easton was?” my dad asked, following behind our little group.
“Because I didn’t feel like it. No, that’s not true. Because I didn’t fucking feel like it. Sorry for the f-bomb. I’ll call you later, Mom and Dad. For some strange reason I do love you.”
Easton grabbed me around the waist and pulled me to the side of the crowd. He leaned in close to my ear and asked, “What the fuck is an f-bomb?”
I laughed, jumped, and sang along. The JackholeS ended up doing three songs. Jules, Aurora, Kelly Ann, and I sang as loud as we could. I turned my head and caught Easton staring at me singing along.
He blushed at getting caught but winked. I winked back.
I took Kelly Ann and Robert back to meet the JackholeS while they were packing up. Kelly Ann was swooning just as much as Jules and I. Robert, Cole, and Easton had matching frowns as they watched us.
“Thank you so much for doing this,” I told Faith.
She hugged me. “I love that I could help Aurora. I was lost for a long time, not knowing what I wanted to do. When I wrote my first book it was like coming home. To see a girl so young already know what she wants is refreshing.”
“You ready to get home to our baby, Slick?” Kill kissed the top of Faith’s head, and she leaned into him.
My eyes bulged. A strong arm wrapped around my waist, and I was anchored to a very familiar body.