Perfectly Lonely - Jessica Marin Page 0,39
and accompany him to his first meeting of the day. “Why am I coming to this meeting with you again?” I question, wondering if he even gave me a reason why my presence is required. As soon as I got there, we talked about the mystery man at the pharmacy and placed bets on whether Jenna says yes to Cal’s proposal.
“Because the manager specifically asked for Jenna and since she’s not here, I need you to impersonate her.”
“I’m not going to lie and say I am her! What if he already knows what she looks like? He will never hire you after knowing you lied to him and Jenna will be livid!”
“Okay fine, we won’t say you’re Jenna, but let’s not reveal that you don’t work for us unless he asks what your specific role is.” Robert waves a taxi down and opens the door for me to get in.
“House of Royalty nightclub please,” Robert tells the driver, and I gasp in recognition of the name.
“I just applied for a job there last week!” I say with excitement, hoping that I can ask the manager if he had a chance to look over my resume.
“You did?” Robert asks with a shocked expression on his face. “Since when have you been applying for new jobs?”
“Since the last trip to Los Angeles was a wake up call that I need to find a new job that has a healthier work environment for me.”
“Honey, House of Royalty probably would not fit your new job requirement. I hear the basement is a swingers club!” He rubs his hands together in excitement.
“I don’t think that’s true.” I hope it isn’t, because if it is, I couldn’t work there. Although, this job would keep me in the hospitality industry, it would be a new start with no travel. The position is for the assistant manager and with House of Royalty being one of the premiere nightclubs in Chicago, getting this position would make me more marketable for the future.
“I’m just hoping that the general manager is not as sexy as his name, otherwise I might cream my pants right in front of him.” I look to see if the cab driver is paying attention to our conversation and sure enough, Robert gets a weird look directed at him from the rearview mirror.
“I hope this happens as well, as I would love to report that back to Jenna.” I can just picture the shocked look on her face and an evil smile forms on my face.
“Oh please, I have already creamed my pants for Cal!” He waves his hand at his statement as if it’s old news.
“Eew! That’s disgusting, Robert! I really hope Jenna doesn’t know about that.” I shake my head at the mental image that Robert just provided.
He just shrugs his shoulders, as if it’s no big deal to lust after his boss’ boyfriend. “I’m a gay man and Cal is one fine mother fucker. Literally.” He throws his head back and laughs at his own joke. I cover my eyes and groan, not comprehending how Jenna puts up with Robert sometimes. I need to change this subject fast, as I have no desire to learn what else Robert has fantasized about when it pertains to Cal.
“So what’s the manger’s name? I might ask if they’ve looked over my resume.”
“I prefer you don’t, as he might wonder why one of my employees is looking for a job. Which by the way, I’ll say you only work part-time for us if he asks.” He gives me a direct look and I nod my head in acknowledgment of the plan. “His name is Torrin Richards. Isn’t that the sexiest name you’ve ever heard?”
“Honestly, it sounds like a porn star name,” I say, confused about what the fuss is for.
“Exactly!” Robert confirms and I can’t help but laugh at his enthusiasm.
The cab pulls up to our destination and we get out. The club is a former historic mansion that is four stories, each story being a different theme. The building itself was built in the 1900s and looks majestic in its medieval setting with gargoyles sitting on the columns of the gated entrance.
After knocking on the door, we are ushered inside the building by a young lady who introduces herself as Crystal, one of the managers. She leads us to a conference room that is on the main level in the back of the building. She leaves us and I look around, admiring the wood paneling and leather