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He lets out a chuckle that vibrates through my ear, sending a wave of tingles over my body.
“How are you?” he asks.
“Good.” I glance up and down the alley before toeing the little step by the backdoor with the tip of my sneaker. “And you?”
“I’m doing great.”
I hear him breathing, and it makes a weird fluttering erupt in my stomach.
This is crazy. How can a man affect me just by breathing?
“Where are you?” Dario asks.
“At work.”
“Where’s work?”
I push my free hand into the back pocket of my jeans. “Not telling you.”
“Okay. What do you do for a living?”
I let out a chuckle. “Not telling you.”
This time, his voice is deep and dripping with sex when he asks, “What are you willing to tell me?”
My mind races as I search for something to share, and my shoulders slump a little as I say, “I don’t come from a rich family.”
“Okay.”
He sounds puzzled, and it has me explaining, “I heard you have money, and people with money usually move in certain circles. I just want you to know I don’t fit in with that crowd.”
“I don’t fit in with that crowd either,” he says, which draws an incredulous chuckle from me. “You don’t believe me,” he states the obvious.
“It doesn’t matter what I believe.”
“Eden!” I hear Sylvia call from inside.
“I have to go.”
Not waiting for Dario to respond, I end the call and rush back into the kitchen.
When Sylvia sees me, she gives me a look filled with warning. “Get your ass back out there. Sherrie and Destiny can’t handle your section as well as their own.”
“Sorry,” I mutter as I rush past her, and when I see how busy it’s gotten, I feel bad for taking the call.
We stay busy for the next two hours, and by the time I take off my apron, I’m dead on my feet.
Ugh, all I want to do is go to bed, but I have to rush over to Midtown if I don’t want to be late for my night shift at the ballet company.
I grab the meatloaf and vegetables I asked Jaden to prepare when I started my shift, and walking to the door, I say, “See you tomorrow.”
“Don’t come in for the morning shift,” Sylvia says as I pass by the counter where she’s cashing up.
I stop dead in my tracks. “Why?”
“Because I have to give some of the other girls extra shifts. Everyone needs money around the holidays.”
We’re all in the same boat, struggling to survive another day.
