Mistletoe Fantasies by Stacy Eaton

Author:Stacy Eaton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stacy Eaton

Chapter Nine

Reba

I was enjoying the job of being a hostess and by the time I was done, I was pretty sure I was going to beg Ty to see if he could get me over to that side part-time. Right now, I worked forty hours a week as a cocktail waitress, and I’d be willing to do another thirty a week as a hostess if there was a way they could fit me in.

I knew there was no way it would pay as much as dancing, but it had to come close. The hostess job didn’t finish up until right before my shift in the lounge, and I went from one position to the other with little change, only pausing to take the earpiece out of my ear. It was amazing how quickly I missed it, and how quiet the world sounded once I was without it.

For the last several hours, I’d been part of a secret society behind the scenes, and I loved it. I especially loved having a little thread to Wallie. Even though we couldn’t talk to one another, I could at least hear his voice every once in a while, and I had no doubt he felt the same way.

Several hours later, I was starving and in need of a break. I hadn’t had anything to eat in hours, and one of the kitchen staff slipped me a plate of my favorite pasta with a blush vodka sauce and shrimp. I carried it to the employee lounge so I would have some privacy and quiet while I ate.

I was halfway through my plate when I set it aside and retrieved my mail from my purse. The letter from the bank sat on top, and I winced as I stared at it. Crap, I forgot about that, again.

With a sigh of dread, I tore open the envelope. As I read the letter, my heart dropped, and the food that I had just eaten began to agitate wildly in my stomach. No! They couldn’t do this!

The bank was now demanding payment in full. They were giving me ninety days to clear the account, or it was going to be sent to collections.

I was only twenty-nine years old. I didn’t want to have a collections notice on my credit history! I’d never be able to get a really good job, or go back to school, or get a better car, or buy a house. How did they think I was going to pay this back in ninety days—ninety days! They had to be kidding!

Tears raced down my cheeks, and my stomach gurgled as I glanced around the room. There was only one thing I could do. There was only one way I could make enough money to even get a quarter of that amount together, and that was to dance full-time.

I dropped my head into my hands and cried. I only allowed myself a few minutes of tears before I forced myself to suck it up and went to find Ty.

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