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“I’m going to go change, and you can get the SUV ready with the goods.”
“On it,” he says.
Shaking my head, I head up the staircase to change into a pair of dress pants to go with the dress shirt I am already wearing. Then I slip on a suit jacket to complete the look. Slicking my hair back with my hand, I head back downstairs and meet the guys out front.
Chapter Nine
GENEVA
It’s been a little over a week since I received the black eye. It’s a Saturday when I wake up, I head to my bathroom to look at my eye, and see the coloration is starting to clear up. I could easily get away with stripping tonight because no one would be able to tell with the way the lights are with a little cover up makeup, it will look good as new.
After the incident at the jail, I was cleared to go back, and I was able to give a statement about what I knew happened. I played like it happened so fast, it was hard to get the details straight. They seemed fine, but put me on leave while they investigate.
Thankfully, I don’t work at the jail on weekends, there’s another girl that works part time. I only have to worry about stripping tonight, and it should be a busy night. I take a shower and put on joggers and a crop top. I head to the kitchen to make something to eat. I pull the eggs, bacon and sausage out of the fridge when there is a knock on the door.
Curiously as to who is knocking on my door, I look through the peephole and see a huge bouquet of flowers blocking the person’s face.
I swing the door open. “Miss Castle,” he confirms.
“That’s me.”
“From Mr. LaRocca.” He hands the bouquet along with a brown bag.”
“Let me get you a tip for coming all the way up here.”
He smiles and stops me. “That won’t be necessary. Mr. LaRocca took care of everything. Have a good day.”
I smile. “Thank you. You, too.” I shut the door, place the vase on the kitchen island, and pull the brown bag up on the counter. He had food delivered. There’s a bagel sandwich, hashbrowns, and mini cinnamon rolls. Looking up, I notice a card in the flowers and take the note out of the small envelope.
I can’t stop thinking about you. -Dom.
If you need anything, here is my number.
I stare at the card for several seconds, my heart starts to beat fast, and I can’t help the smile that spreads on my face. I figured after our dinner the other night, I wouldn’t see him again. Thoughts of the kiss we shared comes back to my mind. I touch my lips, thinking about how his felt on mine. The way he kissed me with his possessive touch, it sends shivers down my spine thinking about it. Shaking my head from such thoughts, I get back to the food and put away the food I brought out of my fridge. Sitting on a stool, I dig into the bagel sandwich, and it’s simply divine. If any man wants to find the way to my heart, it better be food. After eating, I grab my phone and text Dominick.
Thanks for the flowers, they are beautiful, and the food was great. -G
I put my phone away because staring at it is getting me nowhere.
“Flowers and food from Mr. Fancypants.” Livia raises her eyebrows at me.
***
I take the time to do my hair in loose curls and apply some makeup, and I am able to cover the little bit of yellow and green around my eye. With my bag packed, I decide to change when I get to Heaven’s Door.
Upon entering the establishment through the back door, I head to my assigned station to put on the finishing touches of makeup and change into my skimpy cowgirl outfit.
Aldus peeks in from around the corner. “You’re behind the glass tonight.”
“What? That’s for featured dancers.”
“Well, I guess consider yourself lucky.” He then disappears out of sight.
If you are behind the glass, it’s more of a frosted look so the audience can only see your silhouette. And you automatically get a set payment, which is usually discussed beforehand because the audience can’t exactly throw their money at you.
I’m dumbfounded by this new development. Then it hits me. Fucking Dominick LaRocca. He has to be behind this, and I decide that I will give him a piece of my mind about this. But for now, I’m here, and I’m gonna dance behind the frosted glass. I change into skintight shorts and a skin tight top that barely covers my breasts so the audience can get a better view of my silhouette.
After a few sets, I take a break for a few songs. After dancing, we work up a sweat and burn a ton of calories, so I always bring food to recharge for the rest of my shift.
