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Not something I ever thought would be brought up on a date.
After a few moments of small talk, Nick clears his throat again. “So, I wanted to ask…” he says. “Do you need any marketing specialists? I have a firm.”
That’s when I knew he was a little more interested in getting into bed with my business prowess rather than …me.
“I actually don’t.”
“Would you be interested in a meeting with my board and your board?”
I shake my head. “No, we’re good at marketing endeavors…”
“But I brought you out to dinner…” he trails off.
I laugh smugly. “So that automatically gives you the right to a meeting with my board?”
“It’d just be the polite thing…” His eyes are narrowed in on me.
“Well, that’s where we differ…” I say, chugging the glass of the wine beside my plate. “I’m not very polite.”
I feel a little embarrassed that the date ended as quickly as it did. I can’t call Luigi to come get me. That would be ridiculously embarrassing. After I had made a big production on him not staying? No thanks. didn’t want to go home to the hotel. My kids would make some sort of lame ass comments. But then again, did I want to go back to the club? Everyone else might have pitiful stares for me, and I sure as hell didn’t want their pity.
I pull my shawl tightly and put my head down, the bitter cold nipping at my flesh. I can’t believe all he wanted was my money and connections.
What happened to men that used you for sex?
Now it was to move up in corporate America?
Seems ridiculous.
Wandering for a while didn’t turn out really well. It was too damn cold to keep going.
So when I finally got close enough to the club, I just decided, what the hell…
Let’s continue the home stretch.
I was going to be asked about the damn date anyway.
I open the door and scowl.
I just want a drink…
“Hey, Jamie…” I grumble.
“Hey!” She says. “How was your….” I shake my head before she can get any further into the question. “Oh…” she sighs. I nod once.
“Whiskey. Double.”
She nods. “Sure thing, Boss…”
“Actually,” I cut as she reaches for the top shelf. “Can I get something vintage?”
I sit and watch the patrons around me. Jamie’s trying to interact with everyone while making sure she still takes care of me. I like her.
She’s a hard worker…
The club side is booming. Dancing. Screams and squeals of young girls with their whole lives ahead of them…
There’s a presence next to me. A warm presence.
