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“Eddie was nice,” I say in a slow voice. “But wait a minute. Are you saying that I can’t get a billionaire? That no billionaire would want me?”
“Of course not!” my sister exclaims quickly. “No no no! I’m just saying this is a huge surprise. And you said that Brad Landry’s really handsome right? So basically, this guy can get anyone he wants because he’s rich, gorgeous, lives in a humongous townhouse, and probably has a place out in the Hamptons too. I mean, why would he wantyou, Pais?”
I choke a bit, humiliation surging in my veins.
“Because we get along well, that’s why,” I say in a frigid tone. “Honestly, I can’t believe you’re even saying this to me, Pam. Aren’t you happy for me? What’s your problem anyways, trying to tear down my castle?”
Pamela immediately gets a fake-contrite look on her face.
“It’s because I care about you,” she says in a syrupy voice. “Seriously, Pais, don’t take things so personal. Besides, I’m just pointing out the obvious. Now again, where did you say he lived?”
“I didn’t,” I respond in a frigid voice. “Because it’s none of your business.”
But Pam’s already moved on.
“Oh, by the Neue Galerie, right? I can just look him up in city property records, no worries.”
I stare at her.
“But why would you do that? His townhouse isn’t up for sale, and besides, you can’t afford it. I don’t know what you do for a living, Pam, but trust me, that townhouse is in the millions and totally out of your reach.”
Pamela rolls her eyes.
“You’re always so suspicious, Paisley, and of course I’m not trying to buy his townhouse! Don’t be such a bitch. I’m just curious, that’s all. Is that wrong? I want what’s best for you.”
This entire conversation is getting me hot under the collar, and my cheeks are heating up as my fists clench.
“Get your nose out of my business, Pam. I’ve already said too much.”
“Fine, fine!” my twin exclaims, rolling her eyes while waving an elegant hand in the air. “Seriously, you’re so touchy. Fine, let’s talk about me instead. Well, I’ve been let go from my job, in case you’re wondering. See, don’t you feel bad now? You’ve been talking about yourself so much that you didn’t even think to ask about me.”
I swallow for a moment, surprised.
“Okay, sorry about that,” I say in a low voice. “Tell me about it.”
Pam merely shrugs and lets out an unladylike snort.
“It’s not a big deal. I was doing lunch service at the Hawaiian Tropic Restaurant, but it didn’t work out. They wanted me to share more of my tips with the staff, and I wasn’t comfortable doing that. I mean, I’m wearing a bikini while I serve all sorts of douchebags, so I deserve every cent that I earn. Besides, they wanted me to split myothertips too, and I was like, hell no!”
“What other tips?” I ask, already suspecting her answer.
Pam winks at me.
“You know, for entertaining clients on a private basis,” she purrs. “For the extras that only beautiful women can provide. But yeah, can you believe the temerity of those assholes? They said they wanted a payout for security and cleaning and whatnot. Hell NO!” she says in a loud voice, snorting again. “I put my pussy and ass on the line, and I’m not sharing a cent of what my bodily orifices have earned.”
Okay, this conversation is getting too graphic, but I merely shake my head, suddenly feeling inordinately tired.
“It’s fine. You’ll get another job,” I say in a listless tone. “You’re a smart girl.”
“You okay, Pais?” my sister asks, cocking her head to the right. “You don’t look so hot.”
I yawn and stretch a little before slapping a hand over my mouth.
“No, I’m just tired that’s all. Brad keeps me up all night doing our private calisthenics, and it gets exhausting!” I yawn again, practically unable to keep my eyes open at this point. “I better go.”
“You should,” Pam says with a nod, “because you look like you’re about to fall over. Besides, didn’t you say that you were meeting him tonight?”
I nod, getting up.
