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"Why would I come to your office? I need to be at the bar where I can see what’s going on"

"You just got the job asher frohile wondering what the fuck I’ht now, or ever for that rows deeper

"Well, quit You’re here every night, Mags, and you don’t leave ‘til the club closes at one I can tell by the bags under your eyes that you’re exhausted"

"Why would you want me to work here?" Now, isn’t that the million dollar question?

"Either takeorder placed against you and you won’t be alloithin a few hundred feet of the club" I shrug like it’s all the saht?" she stands and I take her in fully for the first tiht Her loose, sheer, black dress is cinched with a thin belt e the dip in her waist between her full hips and breasts Her hair is down in a mass of messy waves, and her makeup is subtle but still draws attention to her eyes, which look evenpissed off

"I’ around with you anymore either You take me up on my deal, or I’ll call the police and have the the fact I’ at her

"This is total crap," she ain

"Take it or leave it"

"Jeez, can I have a second to think?" she cries, and I feel my lips twitch, so I rub my hand down overher eyes narrow "Nine…eight…seven…" I continue counting, watching as she looks at me like she’s ready to kill me "Six," I raise a brow "Five…"

"Fine!" she yells when I open ht so," I say triurowls

"A what?" I ask, and I can’t help it, I laugh at that one

"When do I start?" she asks, ignoring my question while red spreads across her cheeks and down her neck

"Tomorrow Be here at five, and I’ll show you around the club and tell you your responsibilities"

"Fine"

"Now, let’s go I have shit to do," I tell her, standing and putting onyou to your car," I tell her, walking past her toward the door

"I can walk myself," she says as her brows pull inward

"Yeah, and I know you are your own brand of chaos, so I can’t leave you alone in the club until we build up the trust between us"

"That is so…so stupid," shethe door open andher out ahead of me