“Come on.” Naomi abandons her dinner, grabbing me by the leg as I try to run to her room.
I try to shake her off, but she attaches herself to my leg. “I did a great job on your hair! Let me dress you!”
“No!” I shout, trying to push her off.
“Don’t be a bitch,” she wrestles me to the ground. “I got groceries this month, and you owe me! Besides, I need a model for my class, too. I just need a few pictures.”
“I don’t want to.” I struggle. “You dress like a whore!”
I’m exaggerating, of course.
“Well, maybe if you dressed like one, you would get laid once in a while!” she retorts, pushing me back and running like a track star to her room.
“I don’t even know if my ass can fit into your clothes,” I say, now regretting that I even asked her.
“All my bottoms have a lot of stretch. You’ll be fine.”
I get to my feet and follow after her, “I’m telling you. I don’t want you to-“
“I’ll cover the remaining part of your rent.” She dangles the bait in front of me, her brows waggling. “Let me dress you and take a few pictures for my class.”
I pause at the doorway. “You promise?”
“I get paid in a week.” Naomi narrows her eyes. “I’ll cover your share.”
I press my lips together before saying reluctantly, “If you make me look like a hooker, I’ll kill you.”
“Pretty Woman was a hooker.”
“This is real life, Naomi.”
Her sinister smile makes me whimper.
“Exactly.”
Chapter 7
Learning The Ropes
MEGAN
Idon’t see Steve when I walk in for my shift, and I’m about to reach the staff locker room when I see a familiar face.
“Well, if it isn’tMiss Tayla,” Parker grins mockingly.
“You were some strange man on a college campus approaching me. When are you going to let that Tayla thing go? ”
“Never, that shit was funny. Where are you going?”
“To put my bag away in my locker,” I say as if it’s obvious what I’m doing because it is. I try to walk around him because he’s blocking my path, but he’s an immense guy, much to my annoyance.
“Boss wants to see you,” he says with a smirk.
“You enjoy annoying the hell out of me, don’t you?”
“Yeah, I do. Now come on, the boss wants to see you.”
“How can he want to see me when I just got in? At least let me put my stuff away.”