Protecting Tiffani (Love in the Bootheel Series Book 1) by A. Greene

Author:A. Greene [Greene, A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-08-14T16:00:00+00:00

The wanted ads haven’t changed since yesterday, which pisses me off. I ball up the paper and throw it toward the trash can. “God damn it, what am I going to do,” I say out loud.

“What’s wrong pretty girl? Is there anything I can do to help you?” A feminine voice scares me, making me jump. I was so wrapped up in finding a job that I didn’t see a customer standing in front of the window.

“Unless you know of a local place that needs someone to cover the night shift, I’m afraid not.” I slump forward. I’m at a loss for what to do. Taking the money from Parker would afford me more time to search for a job, but the thought of doing that makes my skin crawl. I’ve never taken money from anyone. I really don’t want to start now.

The girl, who looks no older than me, places her hands on the counter and leans forward toward the glass. “Actually, I do. The place I work at is always hiring people. The pay is alright, but the tips are where we make the most money.”

I’ve never been a waitress before, but the sound of the fantastic tips she’s talking about makes me willing to try it. “Is the restaurant in town? I swear I haven’t seen anything about one hiring.”

A laugh falls from her lips. “Honey, I don’t sling drinks. I work at Mick’s. It’s about a twenty-minute drive from here.”

My saliva gets caught in my throat, and I start coughing, trying to get it down. I’ve heard of Mick’s. Everyone around here has. It’s a strip club outside of town, bordering on the state line. I hit my chest several times to try to stop the coughing. My eyes start to water, but soon the coughing passes, and the saliva goes down.

“I take it you’ve heard of the place.” A smile spreads on her face as she raps her fake nails on the counter.

“Yes, I have, but I don’t think I can get up in front of a bunch of horny men and take my clothes off.” Just the thought of what I’m describing makes me feel dirty. I’m not one to shame someone who does that for a living, but… I can’t do that, can I?

“We have waitresses as well. We had a few quit the other day, actually. You don’t have to take your clothes off, but you will have to wear the uniform. The tips aren’t as good as us dancers get, but it has to be better than what you make here.” She waves her hand around.

“What does the uniform look like?” Serving drinks is something I can do, and I have to be realistic here. Nothing in this town is hiring.

She walks over to a dryer and opens it, pulling out two scrap pieces of fabric. They are bright pink and hurt my eyes when I look directly at them. “This is from one of the girls who just quit. It looks like it would fit you perfectly.

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