The Empress_A Cards of Love Story by Rochelle Paige

Author:Rochelle Paige [Paige, Rochelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-15T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Warren

“Job? What job?”

Opal’s head jerked up, and her blue eyes widened in surprise. “Warren!” she exclaimed. “I didn’t know you were back. How long have you been here?”

Considering how much I’d heard of her conversation with my mom, I understood the flash of concern in her eyes. “Long enough to know I’m glad that I forgot some notes I needed for my next meeting.” Dragging my gaze away from my gorgeous consort, I shifted my attention to my mom. “Could you give us a moment alone, please?”

“Of course.” She jumped up from the couch and bent down to give Opal a quick hug, which made me smile. I loved how well they got along since they were the two most important women in my life.

When my mom reached my side, she stopped to kiss my cheek. Before she walked away, I gave her a little squeeze to let her know everything was going to be okay. Then she picked her purse up from the table next to the front door, flung it over her shoulder, and hurried outside.

As soon as she was gone, I claimed her spot on the couch and yanked Opal closer to my side. Stretching my arm out on the back cushion behind her body, I asked, “What’s this about you having a job at the diner?”

“Don’t you remember? Mabel called me her new waitress the day we met. Before you came into the diner, I had applied for a job,” she explained.

“Shit, I had completely forgotten about that.” I ran my hand through my hair before dropping it down on my thigh. How in the hell was I going to convince her not to take a job she’d been offered before we even met? Especially since I’d monumentally fucked up with her over the past week. She’d probably called Mabel at the diner to beg her to let her start as soon as possible so she could earn some money to get away from me. “Do you want to work as a waitress?”

She shrugged her shoulders. “Not really, I guess. I’ve waitressed before, so it’s a job that I know I can do.”

“And getting a job is important to you?”

“I don’t know,” she sighed. “If you’d asked me this morning, I would have said absolutely. But that was mostly because I thought I needed one.”

“You don’t need a job,” I reassured her.

“Is that your roundabout way of telling me you don’t want me to waitress at the diner?”

“I want you to do whatever will make you happy.” She quirked an eyebrow at me. “Okay. Yeah, I’d prefer if you didn’t take a job that’d mean you’re gone for eight to ten hours a day, now that I’ve pulled my head out of my ass. But it’s not my decision to make. It’s yours.”

“That’s a really good answer.” She relaxed against the cushions, her shoulders brushing against my arm.

Having her loosen up a little with me, some of the tension left my body. “I have my mom to thank for knowing how to handle a strong woman.

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