blindsided me with his revelation.
“You don’t have to say anything. I just wanted to apologize in person , and assure you that things will stay as professional as they can while you are under my watch. I’m sorry again for the other night.” Marcus rose out of the chair and stepped toward the door. He looked back at me. “You are still coming tomorrow night, right?”
I got out of my chair and headed towards the door as well . “Of course. Anything specific to be aware of? You did say it was public night, right?”
He nodded . “Yes. Security will be tighter. Make sure you are at the club by 8. Also, I’ll have an outfit waiting for you in your locker.”
“ Okay, no problem.”
I motioned to the door and let him exit first. I guess I really hadn’t known what to expect when I saw him. But his declaration, apology, and promise of professionalism, had my emotions in a yo-yo. Damn men!
We reached the front of the store , where Nikki was ringing out a customer. I walked Marcus to the door and stopped to look at him. “Thanks for stopping by. I’ll see you around.”
I tried to make the goodbye as professional as possible. Hell , it was him who had said stay professional.
He looked at me and then around the bakery . “Thanks for taking a few minutes to talk to me. I’ll be in touch about the order soon.” He raised his eyebrow and hesitated a few seconds before leaving. I watched him turn the corner into Quincy Market and disappear into the crowd.
I turned back toward the counter and saw Nikki’s smirk plastered across her face. “Don’t even start with me.” I warned her, and headed back into the kitchen to finish icing the cupcake order that was due the next morning. I still needed to put the garnishments on later that day.
“Spill it,” she said as she sauntered her way back and picked up another icing bag to help.
“I really don’t feel like talking about it at the moment.” I focused on the cupcakes in front of me and tried to not make eye contact with her, yet she was the only person besides my sister that had known me my whole life.
“Who is he , Em? I saw the look on your face when you saw him. Now spill.” She looked at me and then continued icing her portion of the cupcakes.
“I’m not talking about it , Nik. Let it go!” I was growing annoyed, and contemplated leaving for a while, when my sister walked through the back door.
“Let what go?” Ally asked as she placed her stuff in the office.
“Nothing,” I answered back . “Nikki was just letting the subject go.” I glared at Nikki. “Right?”
Nikki laughed . “Um, no. Emma here had a male visitor a few minutes ago, and won’t elaborate on who he was. The man was pure sex in a package.”
Ally tilted her head towards me . “Oh, really? So, talk, Emma.”
“ He’s a potential client, that’s all. Now drop it or I’ll fire both of you.” I huffed and turned my attention back to the cupcakes, hoping they wouldn’t notice my hands shaking. I didn’t want them knowing about this part of my life – yet.
The girls laughed in unison . “Yeah, okay Emma. Potential client, my ass.” Nikki was egging me on. “I saw the way you looked at him. There’s more there than potential client.”
Maybe it was my recent lack of sleep, or the fact I was aroused by Marcus’s visit, but most of my patience was gone. I slammed my hand on the counter and looked back at Nikki. “I said drop it, Nikki. I mean it. I am not divulging any information about him. He is a potential client. End. Of. Story.” I was getting annoyed at their questioning.
Nikki looked at Ally , and then threw her hands up in surrender. “Okay, I’m sorry. Jesus, Emma, you don’t need to get your panties in a bunch.”
I looked at her and then at my sister . “I’ve got work to do. Either help me or leave.”
Ally nodded , and filled another icing bag and began to frost the order. “I’ll help you. Nikki, why don’t you go up
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