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Dancing for the Billionaire (Scorching Billionaires Book 2) by Aspen Drake (10)


Chapter 10

Angie

 

The afternoon is a bit slow, so I walk three offices down to the new guy’s room. I don’t hear anything coming from inside, so I take a chance and tap lightly on the door. After waiting a few moments, I realize I may be interrupting him and a client, so I start to back away. Just because I didn’t see an appointment listed on the books for him, doesn’t mean he didn’t get a last-minute walk-in.

I’m almost past his shuddered window when Brenden’s door opens. “Hey, Ang. What’s up?”

“Hey, Brenden.” Brenden’s flaxen hair seems to gleam in the sunlight and his gorgeously bright smile is perfect. “Um, I’m not interrupting you, am I?”

“Nah. I’m not booked until later. Do you want to come in?”

Giving him my best smile, I tilt my head toward the shopping center across the street. “I was hoping maybe you’d like some Starbucks.”

“Yes! I’d kill for a Venti Peppermint White Chocolate right now.”

I can’t help but chuckle at his overly dramatic flair, but I’ve grown to love it over the past several weeks. Sometimes I wonder how most straight women can possibly live without a gay friend. It must be a very boring life. “Perfection!”

“Well, come on.” He pulls the door shut behind him and offers me his elbow. With our arms linked together, we walk across the parking lot to the crosswalk. The sun is warm and feels good on my skin. I could use a bit of color, so I’ll take any rays I can get.

The shopping center isn’t crowded, but a few people are milling about with packages in their hands as they rush in and out of stores. Once we’re inside, a wave of delicious aromas hit me, sending my need for caffeine soaring.

By the time our drinks are placed on the counter, we’ve already discussed the merits of each of the breakfast sandwiches on the menu and most of the pastries. A table in the corner of the room frees up, so we snag it quickly and finally sit down.

“So, how are you enjoying the work?” I blow on my drink before taking a careful sip of the hot latte in front of me.

“It’s good. Better than I could have hoped. At least so far.” He takes a nervous glance around the room to make sure no one is eavesdropping on our salacious conversation. “I know I shouldn’t be surprised by how many of our prominent members of society like to take it up the ass, but I totally am. But hey, who am I to judge?”

I giggle, trying desperately not to spit out the gulp I’m trying to swallow. “You’re bad.”

“What? If they want to pay me for something they can’t get from their wives, I’m happy to take their money.”

“Sounds like you’re having more fun than you should.” I eye him suspiciously.

“Probably.” He chuckles before taking a sip from his drink. Over the rim of his cup, he studies me carefully. “Why do you do this?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, why does a pretty girl like you need to be a relationship counselor?”

“I could ask the same thing about a pretty boy like you…”

Brenden bats his eyes theatrically then waves his hand in front of his face. “That’s easy. I like having sex, so why not get paid for it?”

“That’s a reason… I guess.” I smile, pretending to be offended by his crass response. In truth, that’s one of my favorite characteristics of Brenden’s. He’s real. No pretenses or games. Just him, whether you like him or not. “But you could have sex with practically any guy you want. So, what gives?”

He sighs, the first inkling of a frown I’ve seen on him tugging the corners of his mouth. “It’s a long story. But the short version is that I got caught up in some bad stuff, and it’s made it difficult for me to find a job lately.”

“That sucks, and I’m sorry.” Taking another sip from my cup, I wait for him to continue.

“When I heard about this opportunity from a friend, I checked in with Mark to see if he could use someone like me.”

“Someone like you?”

“Yeah. A gay guy.” He laughs as if announcing something I don’t already know about him. “You’d be surprised how many places still don’t want to employ gay men for prostitution purposes. But the market is there… I can assure you.”

“Mark’s a good guy. He’s never been one to discriminate.”

“And he knows how to make a dollar when there’s one to be made.” Brenden gives me a wink.

“That’s the god’s honest truth.”

He picks at his scone, keeping his eyes trained on me. “What about you?”

I sigh and lean back in the chair. “I never finished school. Times got rough, and I had to quit so I could work fulltime as a waitress. I just started dancing at one of Mark’s clubs less than a year ago, but occasionally I did a little extra on the side for his best customers, and the money made me forget all about the disgrace I was supposed to feel about fucking strangers.”

“I see. Quite the little vixen, aren’t you?” Brenden’s eyes sparkle with mischief. “I knew we would get along famously.”

“You have to meet my friend, Emma. She’ll absolutely love you.”

He flashes that radiant smile once again. “I’d like that. Maybe we can all get together one night.”

“Definitely. You can bring your boyfriend. Or partner… Or husband.” I give him an apologetic look as I ramble on, not knowing if he’s with someone or not.

“I’m single right now. I kind of like it that way. Besides, it keeps me from having to explain my job to a potential love interest.”

“That’s the toughest part about this line of work.” And the biggest reason why I needed to stay single for the foreseeable future. No one wanted to take home a whore, and I needed to be a whore for at least a year if I was going to accomplish everything I’d set out to do in life.

“Does your friend know?” Brenden whispered, as if she might be standing right behind him.

“Emma?” I smile at the memory of how encouraging she’s been from day one. “Yeah. She’s been completely supportive with all this. I’m sure she wishes I was in a different line of work, but she knows there isn’t anything else I can do to make this kind of money.” I sigh, hoping I haven’t completely killed the fun mood we were both in just a minute ago. “We can’t all have billionaire fiancés who would give us the world if we asked for it.”

“I’m already jealous of her.” Brenden takes another sip of his drink.

“I try not to be, but…ya know.” I wink at Brenden. “But Sebastian is so good to her. I’m really glad she’s found him.”

“And what about you? Anyone special?” Brenden rubs his hands together as if anticipating some juicy gossip.

Sadly, he won’t get any from me. “Only if you count an eight-year-old…”

“Your kid?”

“Nephew,” I respond, wiping some crumbs from my cookie off the table. “My sister’s kid, Owen. He didn’t have the best life, and my sister is trying to straighten up. But, until that happens, he’s staying with me for a while.”

“Sounds like a lucky kid to have you taking care of him.”

The sincerity in Brenden’s voice makes me feel good. Like validation that I’m doing something right. “Owen’s sweet. And he really deserves better than what he’s been given.”

“Sounds like he’s got exactly what he needs at home now. Love is the best thing a kid can get, trust me.” Something about the way Brenden says those last words makes me realize there’s a deeper story behind those hazel eyes.

Right now doesn’t feel like the time to pry, but I hope we’ll come to a point in our friendship where he feels safe enough to share his story with me.

“And on the boyfriend front?” he prods, moving back into what he seems to think is a safer topic.

A coy smile spreads across my face. “No...”

“Uh-uh… Spill.”

I can feel the heat rising from my neck as I try to control the smile on my face so I can tell Brenden there’s nothing to tell. But by the excitement on his face and the way he’s wiggling in his chair, I think that ship has sailed. “There’s this one client…but obviously, it’ll never be anything. I don’t think we’d be good for each other and he really doesn’t seem interested in anything serious...”

“But…”

“No, but. He’s an extremely rich and powerful business man. He might not ever settle down, but if he does, I don’t think it’ll be with someone he used to pay by the hour. So, no, there’s nothing there. He’s just fun to be with.”

 “And you like him…”

I feel stupid admitting this, but I know Brenden isn’t going to judge me. If anything, he’ll be way more encouraging of this crazy scenario than I need. “He’s pretty hot.”

“And…”

I shrug. “And…”

“Come on… You can’t fool me. How’s the sex?”

An involuntary moan escapes my lips before I can control myself. “Amazing.”

“I knew it.” Brenden has a smile on his lips but his eyes are sad because he probably realizes how impossible this situation is too. “What does he think about Owen?”

The question catches me off guard because I’m not really sure what Garrett thinks about Owen. He met him at the charity gala, and he kinda knew about him from the whale video I made on the yacht. But he’s never asked me questions or anything like that. “I guess he’s okay with Owen. We’ve never really talked about him.”

“Well, if this guy hasn’t run for the hills after finding out you have a kid at home, he must not be too put off by the idea.”

What Brenden is saying makes sense, but it still doesn’t change anything.

Before I can think too much further about it, Brenden’s eyes shift to something behind me and he mumbles, “Are we expecting company?”

Not sure what he’s talking about, I turn in my chair to see a blonde woman who must be nine months pregnant walking toward our table. She looks pissed as she glares between me and Brenden. I’m not sure which of us has been sleeping with her husband, but I have to assume one of us is.

The woman stops in front of our table and glares at me. Fuck. I guess I’m the lucky winner.

“Can I help you?” I ask, trying not to sound as irritated as I feel that I’m being confronted publicly, in a Starbucks no less.

“Actually, you can start by staying away from my man.” She leans close my face, which really sets me off. This bitch better be glad she’s pregnant, because I might not like to start fights, but I’ll definitely finish them.

 I stand up in front of her, forcing her to take a step back. She’s my height so I can’t stand over her, but I give her an evil glare. “Listen. I don’t know who your man is or why you feel the need to talk to me, but I’m not going to deal with you and your drama.”

Brenden stands as I motion for him to follow me, but as he steps away from the table, a broad-shouldered man comes into view. His large frame blocks both of us from leaving our corner area. “Get out of our way.”

The woman pokes her finger at me, lightly touching my collarbone. “Garrett has a baby coming any day now. We don’t need you messing things up for us. I can forgive him for what he’s done, but you need to stay the fuck away from him.”

“Garrett…” Shock takes over when she says his name. I knew it had to be about someone from work, but never in a million years would I have thought it was Garrett.

The woman moves her hands to her belly, cradling it in her arms. “I know you probably didn’t mean to come between a man and his family…” Her words have softened, but then the evil tone is back with full force. “But now that you know, you won’t get a second warning. I swear to god, if you don’t…”

Brenden surprises me by stepping forward and chest bumping the large man in front of us. “Get the fuck out of our way.” The man almost looks like he’s going to haul off and punch Brenden, but when Brenden doesn’t flinch, he must think better of it. Brenden may not be as thick as this guy, but he’s muscular and toned and could definitely hold his own.

The woman holds up her hand then glares between me and Brenden. “Just stay away from Garrett and leave my family alone. Go screw with someone else’s life, but let my baby have the chance for a secure future.”

She turns around and the man looks us both over again before following her out. All eyes in the coffee shop are on us, adding to the humiliation I already feel at not knowing Garrett had a wife and soon-to-be-born child at home. But why would I know that? I’m just his afternoon delight. A quick fuck to get his rocks off.

Brenden grabs my arm and carefully guides me toward the exit. “Come on, sweetie. Let’s get you out of here.”

I allow him to lead me out, not really paying attention to where we’re headed. Despite the fact that I knew Garrett and I would probably never be more than client and whore, it still hurts to feel like I’ve been lied to in some way. Which is ironic because I’m sure that woman feels a thousand times worse about it than I do. And he obviously made promises to her, so she has every right to be pissed.

I don’t.

But that doesn’t mean I’m not.

I might be many things, but I can’t knowingly come between a family. It’s one thing to be ignorant when a man books time with me. But now that I know Garrett is expecting a child, my stomach is in knots.

I thought he was a better man than that.

But obviously, I was wrong.

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