sell　it　for　a　thousand　dollars；？　the

photographer　quipped　as　he　snapped　away。　？But　of　course　you？d　never　part　with　it。？

Serena　took　another　puff　on　her　cigarette　as　the　group　around　her　waited　for　her　to　respond。　The

T…shirt　was　cute；　but　it　was　really　just　a　spur　of　the　moment　thing　she？d　done　because　she？d

thought　Aaron　would　think　it　was　funny　and　to　make　it　up　to　him　for　appearing　in　a　fashion　show

on　a　Friday　night；their　night。　She　was　a　spur…of…the…moment　kind　of　gal；　which　was　exactly　why

this　auction　idea　sounded　so　appealing。　She　could　give　the　money　to　a　good　cause　like　Little

Hearts；　that　children？s　charity　the　Valentine？s　Day　ball　money　was　supposed　to　go　to。

？Let？s　do　it；？　she　giggled　giddily。

The　group　of　admirers　whooped　with　delight　and　followed　her　over　to　the　bar　like　adoring　little

mice　following　the　Pied　Piper。

？Who　wants　to　buy　a　T…shirt？？　Serena　crowed；　jumping　up　on　top　of　the　bar；　and　parading　up　and

down　like　she　was　on　the　runway　again。

Of　course　only　someone　as　gorgeous　as　she　was　could　actually　get　away　with　this。

The　DJ　joined　in　the　fun；　putting　on　Madonna？s　old　classic；　？Vogue；？　and　turning　the　volume　all

the　way　up。　Serena　shook　her　booty　and　stuck　out　her　chest？it　was　all　in　good　fun？as　every　pair　of

eyes　in　the　club　tuned　in　to　watch。

？Five　hundred　dollars！？　someone　shouted。

？Anyone　else？？　Serena　taunted　the　dazzled　crowd。　？It？s　for　a　good　cause。？

？Seven　hundred！？

？Eight！？

Serena　stopped　dancing；　rolled　her　eyes　and　whipped　her　cigarettes　out　of　her　pocket；　as　if　to

say；　？Your　stinginess　bores　me。？　The　crowd　laughed　and　fifteen　or　so　lighters　were　offered　her

way。　She　bent　down