Page 45 of His Flash Mate
“That seems a little extreme.”
“He wants to marry me off to an geriatric serial widower.I don’t think it’s extreme at all.”
“When you say it like that…”
I grinned as I went to my room and dug out a flirty top, thinking of seeing Konni.Then I shook my head and scolded myself.
No men.Focus on work and money.
I still put on the top that showed my midriff because I liked it.
“You never said if you found any interesting jobs to apply to.”
“Several, actually.I’m sure it’ll take a few days to hear back, though.”
“Enjoy your time off then.”
I walked into the kitchen as I swapped out my earrings and saw she already had a sandwich waiting for me.
“I kind of like this,” I said with a grin as I sat.
“Don’t get too used to it.I plan to be working again by next week.”
“You will be,” I agreed before devouring my sandwich and hurrying out the door.
Uncle Jay called out a greeting when I walked in through the employee entrance.
“Tonight’s drink is on the bar.Just pour the shot on top and light it.”
“That sounds fun,” I said, walking through the back.
The pictures came out beautifully, better than the drink tasted, but sometimes drinks were more about the novelty than the flavor.
I posted for the club then served drinks as if my livelihood depended on it—because it did.With Mom out of work and someone trying to undermine me at my day job, I wasn’t about to take a single dollar for granted.
“Your stalker is here,” Uncle Jay said.
I looked up to meet Konni’s gaze.The amber in his eyes seemed to flicker in the light as he glanced at my exposed stomach.My insides heated, and I ignored Uncle Jay’s chuckle as I walked away.
“What can I get you?”I asked Konni, leaning closer so he could hear me over the music that wasn’t louder than any other night.
His gaze searched mine for a moment, and I could see him weighing his words.
“Anything you’re willing to give me,” he said finally.
I briefly wondered what he would do if I reached across the bar and pulled him in for a kiss.
Don’t do it.He’s still dangerous.Off limits.
But why?
He shows up almost every night.Left you five grand.And bought you shoes.If that doesn’t say long-term investment, what does?
I turned away from him to make his drink and kept scolding myself for even thinking of doing anything with Konni.
But damn if my hormones would listen.My gaze drifted to his face twice while I was mixing.Then a scenario that heated my face played in my head when I passed him his drink and he wiped a drip from the side of his glass.
“Sophia?”
