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“Shit. Yeah. Well, Nathan is a silent partner in The Cave. Oh! And to make matters worse, G has sent me a couple messages on Instagram thanks to that lovely Vaughn Haley account.”
“Wow, girl, things really are fucked up for you at the moment,” she laughed sarcastically.
“Gee thanks.”
“Stop. You're being typical, Ryann. Stop overthinking things that haven’t even happened yet. You've already played out the worst case scenario in your head and decided that your life is over. Talk to Nathan, and figure out what you two really are and what you want. Talk to him about what’s going on with Cristina, and see if there’s anything you can do to keep her mouth shut. And as far as G goes, I don’t know what to tell you. He doesn’t have the best rep, but his tips could set you up for the rest of the year.”
“Well, that helped none.” I laughed.
“I do have one really important question for you. Is Nathan as good in bed as he looks?” Rose cocked her head to the side waiting for me to actually answer her. What the hell?
**
On Tuesday morning, I mustered up the courage to at least send Nathan a text. I figured I’d be safe since I knew he had a tournament at the Bellagio for the next couple of days and shouldn’t be coming to the club. At least I hoped he wouldn’t with Ella being in town. She seemed like such a sweet young girl. It sucked that I wouldn’t actually get to meet her. Especially since I was genuinely starting to have real feelings for Nathan. It all just felt so fucked up.
Was Rose right? Was I just being typical Ryann? Overthinking, speculating the worst case scenario, running for cover when the bombs haden’t even been launched yet. I mean I had no idea if Cristina would say anything to the school or to the other mothers, but I was acting as if she'd already ratted me out. Maybe Nathan and I could get past all this. But the real question was, could I? With that lurking question, I sent Nathan a text.
Me: Nathan - I have enjoyed the time we have spent together but I can’t do this anymore. I’m sorry.
It only took him two minutes to respond.
Nathan- Really? A text Ryann? This discussion isn’t over butterfly.
When Nathan showed hisassertive side, I became completely aroused. The way he was able to take control of a situation, take control of me. All of me; body, mind and heart started a slow fire within me that I yearned to have stroked to flame. Yes, as much as I couldn’t admit it to myself, Nathan had stolen my heart. I knew long ago that he possessed my body but I struggled with wanting to give him my heart. The night we laid together and talked about my tattoos, my angels, that was the turning point for me. And now I was breaking both our hearts.
**
I needed to get back to The Cave and get my mind off of my real life troubles. It was one of those nights where I just needed to have a few drinks, dance with my friends and make some fucking money. The drama-llama was not welcome. Vanessa and I would be doing our Hot for Teacher routine, which continued to bring in buckets of cash for us, and we had a crazy group performance to the new Meghan Trainor song. I needed to just forget my life for as long as I could.
I had on my naughty school girl outfit but opted to go with my fiery red wig and green contacts. That combination gave me an Irish look that guys seemed to go nuts for. The club was packed for a Tuesday. As we got into the summer months it was all about the weddings in Las Vegas, which meant bachelor parties, and more money in my G-string.
As I sat at the bar having a drink, I stole glances up at Nathan’s booth to see if he had snuck in without me noticing. Part of me really wanted to see him even though I knew it would not be a good thing. The other part of me wanted to run. Run and never look back. My mother used to tease me, saying I had "lots of parts."
“Did you ever talk to him?” Rose came up from behind me and asked.
“I sent him a text,” I sadly answered.
“Really? As close as you two were becoming and you took the chicken shit way out? That’s kind of low,” she scolded before she walked away from me.
Wow. My best friend of the last twenty years was giving me shit about this? I should be pissed off at her. If it wasn’t for Rose and her wonderful suggestion of me working here at The Cave I wouldn’t be in this predicament. I’d be back in California looking for teaching jobs, not wondering if I would still have one in a month. But as much as I wanted to, I couldn’t blame Rose for all the mess I was in. Ultimately the responsibility all fell on me.
“Hey, girl. How are you doing tonight?” Vanessa asked as she joined me.
“I’m fine. Why? What’s up?” I asked.
“Well, there’s a bachelor party going on in the sports bar tonight. Have you been there yet?” I shook my head. “The best man has requested a private dance for the groom and asked for the saucy redhead student. You up for it?”
“Of course!” I faked my enthusiasm. “That’s what I'm here for right?”
“Good. He’s waiting for you in private room number six.”
I reluctantly made my way to the private rooms. I hadn’t been back there since Nathan and I made the agreement that I would stay on the floor or the stage. My heart was telling me I was making a mistake, but I knew that I needed the money. I put on my Vaughn happy face and got ready to shake my tits in some random guy’s face.
Walking into the dimly lit room, I prepared myself to dance for the lucky groom. He didn’t seem all that excited, like most of the grooms we got back there. The stiffness of his shoulders told me he was reluctant to participate. The shaking of his legs showed me he was completely anxious. Poor guy. Well, I'd do my best to make sure he was smiling from ear to ear and had a raging hard-on by the time he left.
“Hey, sexy,” I said in my seductive stripper voice. “You ready to have a good time before you start your life with the old ball and chain?”
“Sure,” he replied, never looking up from his lap.
