Many days had passed, and Antonio let me strip again. I think it was his way of distracting me from what he was planning. I didn’t mind the distraction. I was happy that it meant I didn’t have to face him that much.
There was no way I could look him in the eye while lying to him. He didn’t deserve to be lied to but I wasn’t even sure if I was or not.
As I walked through the club, my eyes met Antonio’s. He was looking at me with an expression thatI couldn’t quite decipher. I was quick to glance away and walk toward the back. We hadn’t really spoken much the past few days because he would only get busier. I missed him, but I didn’t want to get in the way of his work.
My shift was almost over, and as soon as it finished, I’d be making a mess in the kitchen, because I was starving.
When I
