The Accidental Mistress by Aya de León

Author:Aya de León [de León, Aya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington Books
Published: 2018-03-09T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

After leaving the Maria de la Vega clinic, Tyesha and Lily shared a Lyft heading downtown. Tyesha was going home to Brooklyn, but it was easy to drop Lily off at the One-Eyed King.

“Yes, girl,” Tyesha was saying. “Woof just got back from Atlanta tonight. Your girl is ’bout to, what? Get. Some.”

“That reminds me,” Lily said. “I might call this new girl I met the other night.”

“What new girl?” Tyesha asked.

“I gotta get to work,” Lily said. “I’ll call you later with all the details.”

As they pulled up in front of the strip club, Tyesha was grinning in anticipation of a night with her man and catching up on all the juicy details of Lily’s sex life. The Lyft driver pulled up in front of the club.

But the grin on Tyesha’s face abruptly dropped when saw Jimmy and his pale friend striding up to the club’s entrance.

She grabbed Lily’s arm. “Hold up. You see that guy? Not the pale one, the big Latino guy? He’s really dangerous.”

“Tell me about it,” Lily said.

They kept their voices low, but the driver appeared to be listening to the 80s anthem rock he was playing.

“You should tell the folks at the door not to let Jimmy in,” Tyesha insisted.

“We don’t have a choice,” Lily said. “He’s our investor.”

“Oh shit!” Tyesha said, totally shook. “Jimmy Rios is the investor? He’s more than just basic bad news. His brother was a vicious pimp. He—oh fuck. Lily, you can’t owe anything to a guy like that.”

“That’s what I’ve been telling you,” Lily said.

“I think I know someone who can help,” Tyesha said.

“That’s how we got into this mess in the first place,” Lily complained. “Giselle said, ‘I know a guy.’”

“Yeah, well I know a woman,” Tyesha said.

“I’d definitely rather owe a woman than this badjohn,” Lily said. “We’re doing everything we can to pay him faster.”

“I’ll see if I can get some funds for you tonight,” Tyesha said.

“We still owe him twenty thousand,” Lily said.

“Fuck!” Tyesha said. “Twenty thousand? I’ll let you know. But be careful around him.”

“I will,” Lily said, and opened the car door.

As Lily stepped out of the Lyft, Tyesha turned to the driver. “I’m changing the second destination. We’re going back to the Lower East Side.”

She texted her boyfriend that she was going to be late.

* * *

When Lily got into the club, Jimmy was buying a round of drinks for three friends, including the ghostly guy.

She put on a bikini top and booty shorts, then had a string of clients who kept her tied up in the champagne room. Lily didn’t see Jimmy again til a few hours later, after he had clearly had lots of alcohol.

“You see this?” he said, pulling a paper out of his pocket. “This is a promissory motherfucking note. Says these bitches owe me thirty thousand dollars. That’s right. I can afford to loan out thirty motherfucking thousand.”

“I thought Hector was the only guy in the Bronx loaning out money like that,” one of the guys said.

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