Servicing the Rich by T. L. Dickerson

Author:T. L. Dickerson [Dickerson, T. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FF, Fiction, GLBT, Lesbian, Love Stories, Romance
ISBN: 9781533021427
Google: UIMEkAEACAAJ
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 2016-06-05T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

“You're an asshole, T!” Jen says loudly as she hops off of the desk and straightens her dress.

“I'm sorry, Jen.”

“You should be. You're passing up a sure thing for some fantasy. I mean, do you really think you're going to end up with this woman?” she asks, adding, “Well, do you?”

“I don't know. Honestly, probably not, but that doesn't change the way I feel for her. The heart does what it wants, Jen. Even when it knows it's going to break.”

“Then why bring me in here?”

“I thought maybe if I...ya know, with you, that maybe I...I would stop feeling what I'm feeling for...for her.”

“So you were using me?”

“I wouldn't call it use per se.”

“What would you call it then?”

“I don't know.”

“You really are an asshole, T!”

She hurries out the office door, slamming it behind her. I did feel bad and I'm pretty sure she's right. I am an asshole. Jen is one of the most attractive women I've met in a long time and she really likes me. She's smart. She's funny. She's attainable and available. So why is there absolutely no interest there? Simply put...she's not Madison.

I sit there at the desk staring off into space. It dawns on me that for the first time, I've admitted, out loud to someone, that I love Madison. Admitting it to Jen probably wasn't the best idea, but she cornered me on the issue. I didn't appreciate it. I feel like she forced me to throw it up and I had been trying to stuff it down.

By the time I return to the porte, there's a crowd of people bunched together and a slew of security guards in the midst. I walk up to Paul and ask, “Yo! What happened?”

“You missed a group brawl! It was fucking great! One guy called another guy a pussy, so the guy that was called a pussy threw a bottle at him. Just like that, both groups of friends started pushing and shoving and BANG!” He finally added excitedly, “The fists started flying!”

“Son of a bitch!! I miss everything. Did they pepper spray some of them?”

I notice that there are three guys rolling around on the ground, screaming from the pain and rubbing their eyes that are dripping with tears from the burn of the spray.

“Oh yeah! They wouldn't comply with security and wanted to tangle with them, too. You know grave shift security doesn't play. They pepper sprayed the shit out of them.”

“Damn it! I'm so mad! Man, there hasn't been a fight out here in forever and I had to miss it,” I whine.

“Well, what the hell took you so long in the office? What were you doin'?”

“Uh..I uh...I had to check the supervisor's schedule.”

“Took you that long?”

“Yes, Paul, it took me that long. Don't ask me anymore questions. Alright?”

“What crawled up your ass?”

“I don't wanna talk about it.” I'm annoyed now and walk away from him to survey some cars.

For someone that was in such a good mood on her way to work tonight, I sure was a miserable person by the time I left that morning.

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