Destiny's Last Bachelor?

Silence filled the air and Dean could almost see the wheels turning inside Priscilla’s head. He caught his friends looking his way again, but he kept his gaze on Priscilla’s perfectly coiffed hair, deciding he preferred it long and loose around her shoulders like when he first saw her down at the river. Or wet and streaming down her back as it had been when she’d risen from the water.

He wondered what this society princess was going to come up with that would appeal to the folks of Destiny. Then she scratched over whatever she’d just written with firm strokes, repeating that three times and then circling the last item on her list.

“Now, I’m not sure how well this idea would work. It really depends on a variety of factors related to the town, starting of course with a willingness to go for something a bit unconventional....” Her words were soft, almost as if she were talking aloud to herself. She then looked up at Dean. “Are you a bachelor, Mr. Zippenella?”

Surprised by her question, the beer bottle almost slipped from his fingers. Did she really think he’d hit on her if he was married? He tightened his grip. “Didn’t I make that fact clear yesterday?”

A light flush colored her cheeks. “Yes, you did. My apologies.”

Bobby laughed. “Are you kidding? Zip will be one of Destiny’s last bachelors.”

One elegant eyebrow lifted. “Zip?”

For a reason he couldn’t figure out at the moment, Dean didn’t want her calling him that. “It’s a nickname. But call me Dean.”

She blinked once, the pink tinge on her face deepening as she focused her attention back on Bobby and Leeann. “Would you say that the single-to-married ratio is fairly balanced in Destiny?”

“I guess so,” Leann answered. “I never really thought about it much.”

“What about male versus female? I’m hoping Mr. Zipp—Dean—isn’t truly the town’s last bachelor?”

“Oh, yeah?” Dean asked. “Why is that?”

“Well, you would need at least a dozen to make this worthwhile.”

“I’m confused,” Bobby said. “A dozen what?”

“Bachelors,” Priscilla announced with a bright smile. “A bachelor auction, with the ladies bidding for a night on the town with the men of their choice, could be just the event you’re looking for.”

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