CHAOS (Beneath The Secrets Book 1)
CHAOS: Chapter 15

“I don’t see how this is my responsibility.” Anna’s brows furrow as her fists dig into her hips.

Maeve whimpers on my lap. Her small cheeks are flushed with a low grade fever. “Please? I can’t stay home. I just got the job.” I wipe back her curly dark hair that’s plastered to her warm forehead.

Anna sits with a sigh next to me on the couch. “I don’t know if I can? I was supposed to dance for a bachelor party tonight. I almost had to promise Gil a blowjob to get the chance. They’re always big money.” She takes Maeve’s tiny hand and strokes it. “She’s never this quiet.”

“She’s getting better. The meds the doctor prescribed are kicking in. They’ll keep her comfortable.” I grab the red bottle and dropper from the end table. “It says you just have to give her a dose every four hours. I can probably get back before three?”

The club almost always slows down by then. I’ve only been there a couple of weeks, but it’s becoming predictable.

“God, you’re killing me, girl. But I get it. I’ll tell Gil I have cramps and can’t make it.” Anna pulls my sleeping Maeve onto her lap and props her head with a pillow. “It’s kind of creepy he tracks our cycles, but luckily mine is due to start in two days.”

A shudder runs through me. That guy is strange, but he pays well. And his advice for what kind of moves to do really is an improvement.

I’ve never had someone tell me to thrust my pelvis in such a clinical way before.

If I was still working on my psychiatry major, I bet I could learn all kinds of things about his kind of debauchery.

When Maeve shifts, her chocolate colored eyes open and flick from Anna to me. “Momma?”

“Shh, baby girl. I’ll be back soon.” When I kiss her temple, I’m glad to feel it’s already cooling.

She looks so much like her daddy. It sends a pang through my chest.

I’m glad I get this reminder of him every day.

He saved me and made me realize that there are some nice guys out there.

I wonder what kind of dad he would have been?

Not like I’ll ever know, but it’s a dream to have. One day, I’ll meet someone who will accept her and me as a package deal.

I’m just not sure if that will be anyone I meet at the club. But, if I keep getting better and bigger tips, I should be able to afford to go back to college this fall part time.

A bachelor party would go a long way to helping with that.

As soon as I get to the club, I head straight to Gil’s office.

“I swear I can do it.” I’ve got my best outfit on. My hair is perfect, in a sensuous wave down my back.

“Do you have a gimmick? Because at the moment, you’re still just a three quarter chub.” He smooths a wild hair back into his dirty blonde ponytail. “I mean, you’re hot, but men aren’t gonna come in their pants watching you. Yet.” He gives me a finger pistol with the last word.

“What do you mean by ‘gimmick’?” I know I can dance better. My tips have skyrocketed in the last couple of weeks.

“Carrie can pop a ping-pong ball out of her pussy and catch it in her mouth. Emily can sink a whole traffic cone into her black hole of a cunt. Can you do anything like that?” Gil sits back in his squeaky chair, his thick arms fold over the pooch of his belly.

I shake my head. I don’t know what to do, I just could really use the money. Especially when Maeve’s hospital bill arrives.

Gil sighs and pushes up his glasses. “Yeah, fine. I had two girls call in today. You and Brittney can cover the bachelor party in Suite D.” He doesn’t look at me as he scribbles something on his notepad in front of him. “Do that hip thing. It’s your best move.”

The back of his fingers wave me out of his office.

A giddy feeling takes over me.

This could be my big break.