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"You need to taste a little salami," he says with a straight face.

"What?"

He licks his lips slowly. "Well, to be more accurate, one big salami."

I stare at him for a couple of seconds, my heart racing as he looks me up and down. This can not be happening. Is this the evening of my nightmares? "Are you saying what I think you're saying?" I stare at him.

"Depends on what you think I'm saying." He licks his lips, flashing me his yellow teeth. Gross. "Do you want this job or not?"

I look around the not-so-busy restaurant and then I look back at him. I think about Kingston and his comments. I think about my mom. I think about my student loan debt. I even think about the kangaroos in Australia that I want to pet when I finally travel there.

But none of those things makes me give a shit about sucking up to this creep.

"You know what, Fabricio? Why don't you taste test your own sausage? Because, trust me when I say, I have absolutely no interest."

"Salami," he says, stepping forward, trying to grab my hand. "I want you to taste my salami."

"I don't care if you call it salami. I don't care if you call it sausage. I don't care if you call it a fucking little bitty dick. I want nothing to do with you or this restaurant. I quit. You can't fire me cause I'm already done. And by the way, I will be filing a letter of complaint with HR on Monday." I hold up my phone. "This was recording. So, you're out." White lie, but I hope it scares him.

"Wait, what?" He looks panicked.

He tries to grab my phone, but instead, I knee him in the groin hard and an intense feeling of pleasure fills me as he yells out in pain. I hurry out of the restaurant before he can retaliate and run for about two minutes, just in case he's following me, before I stop next to a light pole and breathe heavily, doubling over to catch my breath.

"What the hell is going on?" I shout loudly, about to lose my shit. "Should I go back to Florida?" I ask the universe because maybe everything is going wrong because I'm not meant to be in New York City.

"Nah, bitch," an old man sitting on the ground rifling through a trash bag shouts back at me. "Florida's for the crazies." He cackles as he grabs a half eaten piece of chicken and takes a bite. "Not for you and me." He looks me over and holds up the leg. "Wanna bite?"

"Uh, thanks." I say, shaking my head weakly. "But no." I run away and I can feel tears trailing down my face as I laugh hysterically. I'm unraveling and I don't know what to do. I'm twenty-five and nothing in my life is going as planned. I've most probably lost both of my jobs, my hot boss that I don't want felt he had to make it clear that he didn't want me, and my mom is probably complaining about me to my dad at this very moment. I have over a hundred thousand dollars in student loan debt, and no boyfriend. Not even a potential boyfriend.

Is this really my life?

I grab my phone again and text Elisabetta. I just quit my job. Meet me for a drink?

She responds immediately. I'll be there in fifteen minutes. You okay?

Not really. The last place I should be going to is a bar and the last thing I should be doing is spending money, but I don't even care. Right now, I need to get drunk. Right now, I need to forget my absolutely crazy evening. But I will be after a drink or two. I'm going to invite my work friends as well.

For a brief moment, I think about calling Kingston again, but I'm not even sure why.

Maybe I just want to let him have it one last time.

Not that this is his fault.

In fact, I was pretty lucky that he hired me.

It isn't his fault that he is the most annoying man on Earth.

I just have to make sure that I don't let him know that.

I didn't want to lose another job.

Chapter Four

Kingston

The shocked look of bemusement on Remi's face irritates me. His dark eyes laugh at me as we wait for a server to come and take our drink order. The bar is still quite empty and I'm glad I'm able to hear myself think as we wait on Max and Gabe. Though, Remi is getting on my nerves. I'm still irked that I let him talk me into calling Skye. The smirk that crosses his face makes me wonder how any women fall for him and his arrogance. I narrow my eyes as he laughs at me.

"It's your turn to call Juniper now and tell her that she shouldn't have her hopes up of getting together with you."

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