Sadly, he wasn’t looking at me like that. In all honesty, I didn’t know how he was looking at me. Maybe it was pity or just plain curiosity, but it certainly wasn’t with an animalistic desire flashing through his eyes. It made me want to crawl into a dark hole and escape this horrible nightmare that had become my life. As much as I wanted to get the hell out of there before I embarrassed myself even more, I couldn’t. I needed money and I needed it fast.
This job was the best way for me to do that, so I pushed, “I’m really sorry. I could try again. I just... if you...”
“I’ve seen enough.”
“Oh, well... Okay.” I couldn’t have been more embarrassed as I reached down, picked up my blouse off the floor, and frantically started to dress. I couldn’t even look at him as I grabbed my jeans and slipped them on. I put on my sandals, and as I turned for the door, I said, “Thank you for your time.”
“I thought you said you needed a job.”
I stopped and turned back to face him. “I do, but—”
“No buts, Aubrey. Either you do or you don’t.”
“I do.”
“Then, sit down and let’s go over this application of yours.” I had no idea why he didn’t send me packing, but I wasn’t in a position to question his reasons. I needed the job, so I did as he asked and sat down. He looked down at my paperwork and said, “You haven’t listed a home address.”
“Because I don’t have one. At least, not yet,”
I never dreamed my life would end up like this. I’d always thought by the time I turned twenty-eight, I’d have a marketing job with my own office and my name on the door, a husband who adored me, and a kid on the way. I certainly never thought I’d be on the run with no money or a place to live. “I’ve only been in town for a couple of days, but I’ve been looking. It shouldn’t take long for me to find a place.”
“Mm-hmm.” There was that look again—the one where I knew without a doubt that he was seeing right through my bullshit, but he didn’t call me out. Instead, he just pressed forward. “Doesn’t look like you have much experience either.”
“Not in this line of work, but I do have experience in waitressing and—”
“Waitressing where? You didn’t list it.”
“It was with the Brants...at their diner, but like I said earlier, it was a long time ago,” I lied. I felt like I was digging a hole, and with every word I spoke, I was only making it bigger. I wanted to tell him the truth about the Brants, but I was scared that he and his brothers would blame me for what had happened to them. I couldn’t take that chance, so I told him, “I had quit when I went to college.”
“You didn’t list a college either.”
“Oh, yeah. About that...” My throat tightened as the panic started to set in. I’d already said too much, way too much. I knew what I should and shouldn’t say, so I had no idea why I continued to ramble on to this complete stranger. Something about this guy was making it impossible for me to think straight, and if I wasn’t careful, I’d blow everything. “I didn’t figure you’d be interested that I had a marketing degree.”
“I gotta say, I’m a little thrown by the fact that a woman with any degree would find it necessary to come here and work as a stripper.”
“For the same reason all those other women came in today,” I lied yet again. I couldn’t tell him that I was running for my life, and as soon as I got some money together, I would be taking off again. That thought had me fighting back my tears. I was tired of running. I was tired of being terrified every second of my life, but that wasn’t going to change—at least not any time soon. I swallowed the knot that was forming in my throat, then looked him dead in the eye and said, “Those women need the money, and even though this might not be the most idealistic way of going about it, they know it’s the best way to make it and make it fast.”
“Yeah, but the women who came in here today don’t have a problem showing their tits to a room full of men. Can you say the same?”
“Uh... No, I guess I can’t.” He was being crass, but he was right. I could barely take off my clothes for him. There was no way I could do it for a room full of drunken strangers, so I stood up and smiled as I said, “I won’t waste any more of your time. Good luck filling your positions.”