Chapter 5

Mike said to Jane, “I’m sure Evan told you everything but I like repetition. I’m assuming you came here because you need the cash?” Jane nodded. “Good, you’ll certainly earn some. There will be days off which I encourage you to treat like a vacation, as that’s the point, yeah? You get your pick of the rooms on the second floor, hell no one else is going to be staying here so take a different room every night if you want.

‘There’s a big ass breakfast every morning right here and all other meals are free to you at the House. Oh, and watch out for the bedroom facing the garage. If you leave the curtains open, Evan might be peeping on ya.”

“Why would I have to peep on her when naked girls are just popping out of your room? No offense Lisa,” Evan defended himself.

“None taken,” she said.

Jane gestured to all three of them, she said, “I have to say, I love this whole situation and I feel ten times better about this than I did a couple days ago.”

Evan and Jane unpacked before they headed to the House, what employees and regulars called the place. Jane experienced no pressures her first night, as she was only being trained. The other bartender/ chef, Scarlett had taken Jane under her wing. She had worked there since the place opened 15 years before. She was an older woman and tough as nails; Jane admired her almost immediately.

There were three other waitresses that night. Jenna, Cindy, and Blair were all very welcoming; though Blair seemed to be particularly edgy with her. Evan was running around the place, listening to Mike explain any new additions or ideas he had as they went along. As it got later and Evan was caught up with business, he stole her away from Cindy who was showing Jane her tables.

“Take a seat. What’ll ya have?” Evan asked her before heading behind the bar.

“What’s your favorite drink?” Jane asked when he was back in front of her again.

“Actually, you wanna know another secret about me?”

“Yes, in fact, I do,” she responded, playing along.

“I only drink hard liquor during the summer; here basically. And my favorite is a rum called Kraken.” He lifted a bottle up to show what he was going for.

“I’ll have what you’re having then,” she requested.

Evan poured their drinks and they touched their glasses together before taking their sips. “So what’s your impression now? Still, think someone’s going to sell you into sex slavery?” he joked.

Jane looked around with a smile on her face. “This place is better than I imagined,” she said.

Evan saw her walk into the restaurant suddenly. Jane followed his gaze to see a hot little curvy redhead scanning the place looking for someone.

“I’ll be back in a few okay?” Evan told Jane.

She nodded and he left to meet up with the girl. Jane didn’t bother pretending she wasn’t watching their interaction, spinning around in the stool. As soon as the redhead spotted him, she screamed, “Evan!” causing Jane to wonder just how many girls would be screaming that during the first week.