Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 83598 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83598 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Garrett rubbed his short, neatly trimmed beard with his thumb and pointer finger. “That depends. Do you want your job at Morii back?”
“What?” I asked.
“You heard me, Fawn. If you want the job back, it is yours. Trusting that you can tame your smart mouth.” The corner of his lips twitched. “At least with the patrons.”
I uncrossed my arms and let them fall to my sides. “Why are you offering me my job back?”
He studied me for a moment. His gaze traveled down my body, and I was suddenly very aware of the cutoff jeans, halter top, and flip-flops I’d tossed on this morning to take Gypsi to work. Why I cared that he saw me dressed like some trashy tramp I didn’t know. I wasn’t from his wealthy world, and I was happy about that.
When those gray eyes met mine again, I fought back the need to shiver.
“Do you really need an answer to that question, Fawn?”
I didn’t respond. I wasn’t sure I could. I felt breathless and flushed, and all the man had done was look at me. Lord, if he could do this with a look, what could he do with his hands? NO! I was not thinking about that. I was not. Besides, it was never going to happen.
“I’ll let Silas know you’ll be at your shift tonight,” Garrett told me, then walked back to his Bentley.
The driver was out of the car and opening the back door before he reached it. Garrett pushed the brim of his cowboy hat back down, then climbed inside.
I stood there until he drove away, trying to make sense of what had just happened.
Six
Fawn
Tonight would be my first night not having to shadow Eliana. I was relieved.
She’d been so pissed about my return and the fact that she had to train me some more that she had made my last two nights hell. I’d survived it.
Garrett hadn’t returned, and tonight, Silas would place me in another room, so I doubted I’d see much of Garrett or Eliana again. I would miss Leo and Felix though. They had been fun to work with. I still hated that Leo had lost the bet—which I now knew was if Garrett was going to flirt with me and want me to serve him—simply because it cost him five hundred dollars. Once I found out that Garrett had tipped Eliana five hundred dollars, I’d wished Leo had been right. Okay, fine, if I was honest, I’d wished Leo had been right because I was attracted to Garrett.
I was putting all of that behind me now and starting in my new position, wherever it might be. Just as I was slipping on my shoes, Eliana and Blake walked inside the room. Thankfully, I was about to walk out of it.
Eliana glanced at me and smirked. “Silas wants you in the Monte Cristo Lounge tonight.”
I forced a smile. “Thanks,” I replied.
The best I could do was try and be polite even if she was a snarky bitch. She’d made sure my humiliation the night Garrett told me to leave was awful. Her gloating over it and telling Leo he had to pay up, that Garrett didn’t like old country women, only made things worse. When I’d come back, she had made sure everyone knew it was probationary and I wasn’t allowed near Garrett when he was here.
I headed for the door and heard them giggling behind me. I wasn’t playing their silly games. I had a job to do. If it entertained them that Garrett didn’t like me, then fine. Whatever. He had come to my camper and offered me the job back. He must not hate me.
Silas met me in the Monte Cristo Lounge and looked pleased to see me. That was nice after having to interact with two members of the mean-girls wannabes.
“You’ll like it in here. Josephine will be working with you this shift. She’s much more, uh, pleasant.”
I laughed. “It’s not a high bar,” I replied.
He shrugged and nodded.
The friendly smile on the curly-headed blonde walking my way was definitely a welcome change. She held out her hand and gave me a bright grin. “I’m Josephine. It’s nice to meet you.”
I shook her hand. “Hello, Josephine. I’m Fawn.”
She giggled. “Everyone knows who you are,” she replied. “Other than the obvious, you’re gorgeous and the guys all talk about it, no one has ever been sent away by Garrett Hughes and brought back.”
I sighed. “I was taught a lesson,” I admitted.
She wiggled her eyebrows. “It’s easier to take lessons when they look like him.”
She couldn’t be much older than Gypsi. Knowing she, too, thought Garrett was hot seemed strange. But then I wasn’t sure how old he was. I just knew he was older than me. But who was I to judge? I’d dated Micah.