A job

Every day for the past week now, Ethan has either called, texted, or come by my home. Me being the stubborn person I am, has been ignoring him. I don’t know what to say. He shouldn’t have even approached me that night in the club. He could have apologized and went on with his business. I almost kissed him for christ sake!

My phone begins ringing once again. I look down to see Ethans name pop up. Well actually it says dick head.

Sighing, I swipe up to answer.

“What do you want from me?”

“I just want you to give me the chance to explain everything. Will you please hear me out?”

“Fine. I am about to head out to get something to eat. Meet me at Olive Garden in 30 minutes.”

“Ok. Done. See you then.”

I hang up and run upstairs to change into a pair of skinny jeans and a low cut shirt showing off my breasts. Normally I don’t do this type of thing but I figured show him what he messed up. Show him what he could have been begging for. I glance at myself in the mirror and head back down stairs to slide on my converse and grab my phone along with my keys.

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I have been sitting in Olive Garden for over 40 minutes now and there has been no sign of Ethan. No text or phone calls either.

I call the waiter over and give him my order. I couldn’t wait any longer for him. I was hungry.

“I’m looking for someone by the name of Whitney. I was supposed to meet her here.” I hear his voice before I see him being walked over to my table.

I look up at him and roll my eyes.

“Whitney, I’m sorry. I got stuck on a conference call as soon as I hung up with you. I promise you I had every intention of being here when I said.”

“What ever. Just sit down already.” I tell him. I notice him looking down my shirt before he takes a seat.

We sit there in silence for at least 5 minutes before I finally speak, “Are you going to explain how you are engaged or are you just going to sit here and stare at my boobs while I eat?”

Ethan clears his throat, “Right. Sorry. Umm… that girl from the beach is my fiance but it’s not a real engagement. Her dad and my dad are really good friends and her dad wants us engaged for publicity. I promise I have no intentions of marrying that girl. As you say I’m only in everything for a good fuck.”

“Why did she throw herself at you then?”

“She saw you and did it for the show. She didn’t know we were there together. That I had brought you there. I explained that to her after you left. She felt horrible for ruining our date.”

“So, you expect me to believe that you and her are just a show? There are no feelings? No sex involved.”

Ethan laughed.

“Why are you laughing? It’s not funny. I don’t want to be involved with someone , whether that be friends or more, if they are engaged to some other woman.”

“Whitney, she’s a lesbian. She has a girlfriend. If you don’t believe me I can take you to their house right now and let you meet them. There is nothing going on between her and I. No sex. No nothing. I mean yeah it would be hot as hell to have a threesome with the two of them but they do not like dick. At all.”

“Wow. Umm.. I don’t know what to say on that. I’m sorry I hadn’t given you a chance to explain this before now. Would you like something to eat? My treat.”

“Do you really think I am going to let you pay for this at all? I’ll order me something to eat, but I will pay for everything including yours.”

“You really don’t have to.”

“I know but I want to. Can we go back to my beach house after this so we can continue our date from last time?”

I smile, “I would like that.” I went quiet for a moment thinking about everything. “Wait, if you are supposed to be engaged to her, wouldn’t it be bad if you got caught out in public with me?”

“It’s not like we are going to be all over each other in public. We both know that isn’t something you are into. We are friends. Friends go out for dinner and lunch together. Then when we are together at my place, no one can see us. So, if you decide to throw yourself at me, like you did the other night, no one will see or know about it.”

“I did not throw myself at you. I tripped and you just happened to be standing there and went down when I did.”

“If that’s what you need to tell yourself. But we both know you were going to kiss me that night.”

“In your dreams, pretty boy.”

Ethan smiles and places an order with the waiter when he comes back over with my food.

“Go ahead and eat. I’ll take mine to go. It’s my fault we aren’t eating together as it is.” he nods towards my plate.

I smile and begin eating. I hadn’t eaten breakfast nor lunch so the smell of this food was making my stomach turn with excitement.

“So, are you going to ever tell me more about you? You know a good bit about me but I hardly know anything about you.”

“What do you want to know?” I ask before taking another bite of my food.

“Where do you work?”

“I don’t. I stay at home.”

“Do you want to work? Or is not working just your choice?”

“If I could find a job that involved reading romance books we would be good to go. I just don’t like interacting with people too much to be honest with you. People make me nervous.”

“You know I could get you a job doing that if you would be interested. I actually own a company that publishes books. We haven’t taken on romance books just yet, but if we had someone who would enjoy reading a whole lot of them everyday to see if they are worth publishing or not, we could add that on.”

“What? You are joking right?”

“No. I’m serious. If that is something that you would be interested in, I can make an announcement tomorrow and have loads of manuscripts sent to me. If you don’t want to work in the office, you can work from home. We can set you up a business email address and I can just have all of the scripts sent straight to you.”

I couldn’t help but smile at the thought of that. This would be amazing. I would be able to still stay at home but make money doing something that I loved to do. I jumped up from the table and went around to his side throwing my arms around his neck.

“Thank you so much!” Before I think about what I’m doing I pull back and kiss him on the cheek.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have did that. But thank you so much. I don’t think I will ever be able to say that enough.”

“You don’t want the details before you agree to the job? Such as the pay?”

“Honestly, I would do it for free. But I trust you. I know you will treat me fairly.”

“You are right about that. Well in that case, welcome to Bradley’s publishing.”