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“What’s she talking about?” Luke asked me, confused.
I felt the heat in my cheeks intensified. “Nothing. She’s crazy.”
He laughed. “So I was wondering, since you’re new to Vegas, if you’d like me to show you around?”
“Oh.” His question caught me off guard, and I was at a loss for words.
I’d been asked out lots of times, but this was the first time I’d ever been tempted to say yes.
“That sounds nice, Luke, but I’m trying to work as many hours as I can so I can move out of my aunt’s place. Maybe once things slow down?”
He smiled, and I hoped that I hadn’t hurt his feelings. “Sounds like a plan.”
“You’re up, Eden,” Jena said, pointing toward the pissed-off customers waiting for the tray of drinks I was holding.
“I need to get back to work,” I told Luke.
He nodded and grinned down at me. “Just don’t work too hard.”
I giggled. “Never.”
Although, that was a lie.
I was working my ass off.
Already I had lost three pounds since moving to Vegas, and the shorts I brought with me were starting to get too loose around my waist.
Walking away, I felt like everyone was staring at me. Hearing Jena’s words about looking innocent and it turning the customers on suddenly made me very self-conscious as I moved around the room.
I spent the rest of the night being careful and making sure my skirt didn’t rise too high on my thighs. I made sure not to flirt with the customers, and I tried not to smile too much.
Somehow, imagining them getting turned on by me made me feel a little sick to my stomach. Especially since most of the customers were older, unattractive men.
By the time I finished my shift, I was exhausted and ready for bed. Thankfully, Aunt Kennedy was leaving at the same time, which meant I wouldn’t need to call her for a ride.
The car thing was really getting on my nerves, and I thought maybe it was time I rectified that situation.
With the money to get the car out of impound in my pocket, I climbed into Aunt Kennedy’s sleek black sports car and smiled.
It wasn’t new, and it was the biggest piece of trash ever, but at least once I got the Oldsmobile out, it would be mine.
THE FOLLOWING DAY, we got up early, and Aunt Kennedy took me to the tow truck’s impound yard.
It was a shady place, and I hated to go there, but getting the car back was important.
“Thank you so much for bringing me down here, Aunt Kennedy.”
“Well, there was no way I would let you come here alone. This part of Las Vegas isn’t exactly the nicest area.”
We stood in line as we waited for the person in front of us to finish.
“Are you sure you want this car back? From what you said, you’d probably be better off getting something new.”
I probably would have, but I didn’t have the money to get a new car, and I wasn’t ready to start making payments on something.
Allen’s car would suffice for now.
It definitely wasn’t easy on the eyes, but it got from point A to point B.
