Page 36 of Talk Dirty to Me


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"Sell tons of coffee, make VIPs laugh, but act invisible otherwise. Did I miss anything?"

Jenna gives me a thumbs-up. "IknewI could count on you!"

I change into my new uniform soon after that, and I feel like cringing as I stare at my reflection. My bright red apron is cute and appropriate for the upcoming holidays, sure, but the black off-the-shoulder dress under it is a little too skimpy for comfort, and I find myself tugging the dress down every so often when I finally get to work.

Why does Lady Luck hate me so?

I can't believe I'm going around selling coffee in public without a scrap of undies under my dress. Every step I take, every turn I make is excruciating, and I have to constantly remind myself that this gig pays 300 bucks for just three hours of work.

It's half-past eight in the evening when my shift finally ends, and I've only just said goodbye to Jenna when my phone starts ringing.

You were supposed to inform me first before taking any job.

Oh crap.

The Devil's voice is still disguised, but I can easily imagine him biting the words out between clenched teeth.

"It's not really a job," I say weakly. "It's a one-day thing so I didn't think it would matter."

I warned you before, didn't I?

If you're not going to follow my rules, then you should've asked someone else to protect you.

I might have baulked if all the Devil wanted was to order me around, but when it's clear that he only has my safety in my mind...

"I'm sorry."

What else can I do but apologize?

"I promise this won't happen again."

I hold my breath and wait for him to speak, but when the silence between us only lengthens, I surprise myself by feeling desperately wanting towoothe Devil out of his bad mood.

"Please, sir."

Still nothing.

"Is t-there anything I can do—-"

Yes. There is.

The abruptness of the Devil's response catches me off guard, and I can't help feeling apprehensive when he asks me to head over to one of the hotel's private cinemas.

Having an entire movie theater to yourself and your date has been all the rage lately, and while the timing doesn't make sense...what if the Devil wants to use this opportunity to reveal himself to me for whatever reason?

I know it sounds absurd, but I can feel my heart racing when I finally reach the cinema, and I find it completely empty save for myself.

Sit in front.

"Is there anyone else here?" I ask nervously.

It's just you and me.

Does that mean I'm right?

Will the Devil finally reveal himself to me?

I wait for the lights overhead to switch off, but they remain ablaze even as the huge screen in front of me finally lights up...and I find myself staring at a giant-sized reflection of myself.

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