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“Oh, like what?”
“Like how much money I’m willing to spend on rent, taxes, if I am going to be okay taking public transportation, if I’m going to be nervous of the crime in the city.”
“What? What’s his problem? Why was he saying all that stuff to you?”
“Girl, I wish I knew. He seemed to think that I had no idea what it was like to live in a city.”
“Wow.”
“Yeah. He was acting like I was a princess. I was like, did someone make me royalty and I didn’t know?”
“Oh man. I’m sorry. I had a feeling he was going to be a bore. He just seemed like he had his head up his own ass.”
“I know,” she said. “I mean, yeah, he was really good looking, and yeah, he was tall, dark, and handsome, and yeah, we—”
A banging on the door made her stop.
“Who’s that? You don’t think it’s him, do you?” I asked her, mattering my eyes.
“No, girl. Why would he be here? Plus, I didn’t tell him what room I’m in. He didn’t even make a move on me or anything.”
“Oh, okay.”
I walked to the door and saw Travis standing there.
“Hey,” I said. “What’s up?”
“I need to talk to you, Molly.”
“Can it wait? I’m kind of tired.” I yawned. “It’s like two o’clock in the morning.”
“Is it?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Yeah, it is. We had a long day, and the party was fun and—”
“And we need to talk.”
“Like I said, can we talk tomorrow because—”
“It’s business related. And when you work for me, you’re on the clock at all hours of the day.”
“Are you freaking joking me right now?”
Poppy walked up behind me. “Hey there, Travis.” She smiled at him.
“Hey, Poppy. I’m afraid I’m going to have to take Molly away from you for a couple of hours because we need to do some work.”
“Oh,” she said, her eyes widening. “Yeah, I definitely don’t want to work for you.” She giggled slightly. “I mean, you pay well, but I like my sleep.”
“I like my sleep, too.” I glared at him. “And I don’t really think I’m going to be able to work well for you right now when my brain is not even functioning.”
He pressed down on his lower lip.
“Um, Molly. Like I said—”
“Fine, I’m coming.” I looked down at my pajamas. “But I’m not changing.”
“It’s fine.” He shook his head. “You don’t have to change.”
