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makes perfect sense,” I replied.
I smiled at him then left his office. I closed the door behind me and started to make my way out of the club. Before I could take a few steps, the man I had spoken to earlier was leaning up against the bar. As I got cl oser to him, I could see the grin on his face as he looked at me. I couldn’t help but do the same back to him.
“ You were in the boss’s office,” he said to me.
“ You seem to know your way around here,” I replied.
“ I’ve been here enough times. I have every reason to know where Franklin’s office is. I take it I’ll be seeing you again.”
“… Maybe,” I said to him, not trying to look too enthusiastic. “Who’s to say where I’ll be?”
“ If it were up to me, you’d be up on that stage.”
“ Then it’s a good thing it’s not up to you.”
I winked and began to walk past him. He grabbed my arm and gently stopped me. I was taken aback at the suddenness of it all. I looked at him with my mouth half-open, surprised at his boldness. He moved his face close to my ear and whispered.
“Not yet. But give it some time. It will be.”
He slowly pulled away from me and the smile on his face was gone. He slowly released me from his grip. I stared hard at him, in a slight trance from what he just said to me. We didn ’t say anything. We just looked at one another while the club was full of life all around us. I reached my hand up and put it up against his chest. I was surprised at how hard it was, the rigid muscles underneath his shirt pushing back against my palm.
“ We’ll see about that,” I said to him.
“ I’m counting on it.”
The corner of his mouth curled into a smile. I couldn ’t help but begin to blush. I turned my head away from him and made my way out of the club. I had to remain focused on why I was here.
When I got outside and back into my car, I r eached into my purse and shut off the recorder. I had gotten the job I was looking for. Now I could dig deeper and learn more about the details of Platinum and its clientele.
Chapter 7
I spent the rest of the night transcribing everything that my recorder managed to pick up. It was a good thing Franklin’s office was soundproof, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to hear anything over the music in the club. I couldn’t take any direct quotes from him but I had a lot of good information. Apparently, all you needed to get hired at Platinum was a positive attitude. I could only guess what I looked like compared to all of the other girls. I took everything he said as a compliment. Well, almost everything. He used the word “innocent” to describe me. For some reason, it bothered me. I never imagined that I would appear that way to anybody. I thought about calling my friend Lauren over to ask her if I actually did look like that then realized that she would probably agree with him. We never saw things the same way.
As I f inished listening to the conversation I had with Franklin, I was about to turn off the recorder. Then I heard something else. It was someone else’s voice. The same man whom I had spoken to two nights in a row. I didn’t even know he was. But I still found myself captivated from the sound of his voice. Despite the sound of the music blaring, I could still make out his distinct voice. I closed my eyes and remembered just what he sounded like now that I had a reminder. He had a strong voice but not low or booming. He spoke in a way that was commanding but gentle at the same time. I couldn’t tell how to gauge him.
What are you doing, Victoria?
I shook my head and woke myself up. Listening to him speak on my recorder put me in some kind of a trance. I began to laugh at myself then shut off the recorder.
“ Stay focused,” I said to myself.
Whoever this guy was wasn ’t important unless there was a story behind it. There were definitely plenty of interesting men who liked to frequent Platinum. Maybe he was one of them. There was also Landon Schrader, who
I smiled at him then left his office. I closed the door behind me and started to make my way out of the club. Before I could take a few steps, the man I had spoken to earlier was leaning up against the bar. As I got cl oser to him, I could see the grin on his face as he looked at me. I couldn’t help but do the same back to him.
“ You were in the boss’s office,” he said to me.
“ You seem to know your way around here,” I replied.
“ I’ve been here enough times. I have every reason to know where Franklin’s office is. I take it I’ll be seeing you again.”
“… Maybe,” I said to him, not trying to look too enthusiastic. “Who’s to say where I’ll be?”
“ If it were up to me, you’d be up on that stage.”
“ Then it’s a good thing it’s not up to you.”
I winked and began to walk past him. He grabbed my arm and gently stopped me. I was taken aback at the suddenness of it all. I looked at him with my mouth half-open, surprised at his boldness. He moved his face close to my ear and whispered.
“Not yet. But give it some time. It will be.”
He slowly pulled away from me and the smile on his face was gone. He slowly released me from his grip. I stared hard at him, in a slight trance from what he just said to me. We didn ’t say anything. We just looked at one another while the club was full of life all around us. I reached my hand up and put it up against his chest. I was surprised at how hard it was, the rigid muscles underneath his shirt pushing back against my palm.
“ We’ll see about that,” I said to him.
“ I’m counting on it.”
The corner of his mouth curled into a smile. I couldn ’t help but begin to blush. I turned my head away from him and made my way out of the club. I had to remain focused on why I was here.
When I got outside and back into my car, I r eached into my purse and shut off the recorder. I had gotten the job I was looking for. Now I could dig deeper and learn more about the details of Platinum and its clientele.
Chapter 7
I spent the rest of the night transcribing everything that my recorder managed to pick up. It was a good thing Franklin’s office was soundproof, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to hear anything over the music in the club. I couldn’t take any direct quotes from him but I had a lot of good information. Apparently, all you needed to get hired at Platinum was a positive attitude. I could only guess what I looked like compared to all of the other girls. I took everything he said as a compliment. Well, almost everything. He used the word “innocent” to describe me. For some reason, it bothered me. I never imagined that I would appear that way to anybody. I thought about calling my friend Lauren over to ask her if I actually did look like that then realized that she would probably agree with him. We never saw things the same way.
As I f inished listening to the conversation I had with Franklin, I was about to turn off the recorder. Then I heard something else. It was someone else’s voice. The same man whom I had spoken to two nights in a row. I didn’t even know he was. But I still found myself captivated from the sound of his voice. Despite the sound of the music blaring, I could still make out his distinct voice. I closed my eyes and remembered just what he sounded like now that I had a reminder. He had a strong voice but not low or booming. He spoke in a way that was commanding but gentle at the same time. I couldn’t tell how to gauge him.
What are you doing, Victoria?
I shook my head and woke myself up. Listening to him speak on my recorder put me in some kind of a trance. I began to laugh at myself then shut off the recorder.
“ Stay focused,” I said to myself.
Whoever this guy was wasn ’t important unless there was a story behind it. There were definitely plenty of interesting men who liked to frequent Platinum. Maybe he was one of them. There was also Landon Schrader, who
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