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“You are correct. The wage would definitely be higher in Boston, but so is the cost of living. Anyway, there are some things more important than money. And before you continue, I wanted to let you know, I didn’t agree to meet so you could pass judgement on my decisions. Now if you’d like to discuss something else, I’d be happy to stay.” I sat back, satisfied. Andrew needed to know up front that even though I look tiny and fragile, I could handle myself.
“My apologies. I didn’t mean to offend you,” he said.
I was used to it. One thing I found at BU was when people found out my hometown had less than three hundred residents, they treated me like I couldn’t even read. I could’ve been furious, but instead I set out to do something even worse in their eyes. I got a higher grade point average than they did.
And now I waste in running a strip club.Boy, I can only imagine what they’d say now. Probably the same thing Andrew was.
“So what brings you to Bermoose?” I asked.
“Business.”
Funny how he has a lot of questions, but very short answers. I’ll just have to keep them coming. “And what type of business are you in, Mr…..?”
“It’s Andrew. And development.”
“And you came here? What do you want to build? A farm?” I asked. There was nothing here to attract someone from Boston. Well, The Treasured Chest, but the only development there is a hard cock.
“Do I look like a farmer?” he asked.
I couldn’t contain my chuckle. “Maybe if you let your beard grow a bit more, and oh, lose the suit, too. It might scare the horses.”
He laughed. “Glad you didn’t saw cows.”
“Don’t like cows?” I asked.
With a serious look, he said, “I’m lactose intolerant.”
“Oh, sorry,” I said. And then I saw a slight grin appear. Damn. You have to ingest it, not absorb it. I decided to show him I could be equally humorous. With a heavy sigh, I added, “I know the feeling. I could never raise mules either.” He looked puzzled and wondered if my joke about being allergic to an ass had gone over his head. I love watching comedy, just my delivery of it, sucked.
Andrew chuckled. “Finally, someone who can appreciate dry humor.”
“Are you kidding me? I love that stuff. Skip all the horror and romance movies. I think I’ve watched every movie with Leslie Nielsen in it. Gene Wilder, too. Hey, if you’re going to be in town for a while, they’re playing Young Frankenstein at the local theater.”
“Are you asking me on a date?” Andrew said with a cocked brow.
Shit. No.I guess it sounded that way, but I was just trying to be friendly. Of course, if he said yes, I might be a bit thrilled about it. Andrew was extremely easy on the eyes. Too handsome. He had a mysterious look about him that would haunt a woman’s dreams in a good way. If I wasn’t careful, he might just visit me in mine. Don’t even go there. He’s just passing by.
“Does that mean you’ll be here?” I asked.
Andrew shook his head. “With any luck, I’ll be leaving tomorrow.”
Why did that disappoint me? I had too much on my plate already. The last thing I needed was to be distracted. That is exactly what he’d be, too.
“I guess your development doesn’t take that long,” I said with a sting.
“I’m hoping it doesn’t. It’s all in the negotiation. Everyone has a price. You just need to read the person to figure out what that is.”
“What does that have to do with development?” I asked.
“I obtain the property that I want to…build on.”
So he was here in Bermoose to build something. Why did that make the hairs on the back of my neck stand up? I don’t follow the local news to know what’s going on. Maybe I should start.
Then it hit me. Someone had purchased all the property around the club. Was Andrew here to try to buy The Treasured Chest? It would explain why he was at the club, but why hadn’t he asked to speak to me?
Shit. Andrew really might be good at acquiring what he wanted. This so-called meeting for coffee might all just be a ploy to get information about the club. Good try, but I’m not selling.
If there wasn’t that damn clause about my having to keep it in the black for a year, I would show him that I wasn’t a pushover and make him pay top dollar. But it didn’t matter what he offered. Legally, I couldn’t take it. Should I tell him that now?
