Page 68 of Bourbon Sins
Not sure what part of last night she was talking about, I just nodded my head.
“Good, I wasn’t sure how you would take to Francy and me working you up for Jett, but—”
I held my hand up to her as I stood up from the floor. “Wait, Jett told you to do that?”
The look of guilt on her face was all the confirmation I needed.
“Jesus!” I threw my hands up and stormed out of the closet to pace the length of my room. “Is he always this manipulative?”
Tootse sat on my bed watching me walk back and forth. “Listen, you can’t say anything. I wasn’t supposed to tell you, but I can be such an idiot sometimes that I forget what’s coming out of my mouth. Francy hates it; she always tells me to try to use my brain once in a while. Please don’t say anything.”
The pleading look on her face made me stop pacing and exhale. I liked Tootse and I didn’t want to get her in trouble, so I nodded.
“Thanks!” She came off the bed and gave me a big hug. I gently patted her on the back, even though I wanted to wring her neck for teasing the ever-living fuck out of my pussy with her lover. But I couldn’t lie, what happened afterward was beyond anything I could describe. The sensations Jett created, making me give up my body, the vibration of the music and the way he stroked me with the beat, fuck I was getting hot right now just thinking about it.
Growing serious, Tootse added, “And Jett isn’t manipulating. He likes to . . . please you in different ways. To take care of you. It might seem manipulating, but I promise, he has the best of intentions.”
I nodded, not sure how to answer.
“Oh, I almost forgot.” Tootse ran out my door then came back in with another bouquet of flowers. “Here you go; card is in there.”
I looked at the ranunculus that Tootse placed on my night stand and smiled to myself. I knew what Jett and I shared wasn’t a relationship, but I couldn’t help but feel taken care of, watched over, and protected, just like Tootse said. It was a feeling I’d been missing for a while.
“Do you girls get flowers too?” I asked, fingering one of the petals.
“No, Lo, we don’t.”
I whipped my head around to look at her. “Seriously? Does it make you guys mad?”
She shook her head no. “We’re different. Francy and I are together and here for a reason, to earn some money and then go our own way. Pepper and Babs, they don’t do emotional connections.”
“I don’t either,” I tried to add, but the look on Tootse’s face said she didn’t believe one word of what had just come from my mouth. “I don’t want you guys hating me for the attention he gives me.”
Tootse laughed. “We don’t hate you, Lo. Whether Jett calls us up doesn’t matter to us. For Pepper and Babs, they go up to have a good time, but if they don’t get called up, they don’t really care either way. They’re here for the same reason me and Francy are: to make a new life for ourselves.”
“That’s why I’m here too,” I said.
“Just be careful, okay?”
“What does that mean? Why do people keep saying that?”
“Because the minute a new girl comes here, you’re going to be pushed to the side. I don’t want you thinking that it’s just going to be you and Jett forever. There will be other girls; that’s how it always happens.”
I knew that was how Jett worked, but hearing the words came out of Tootse’s mouth, confirming everything, sent a pang of hurt through my body. I knew I wasn’t supposed to think this way, but for some reason, I thought Jett and I had a connection. But apparently, that was how he was with all new girls. Good to know.
“Thanks for bringing these flowers in.”
“Not a problem. See you tonight, sexy.” Tootse gave me a wink and walked out.
Eyeing the flowers, I walked over to them and opened up the card, written in his perfect chicken scratch.
Lo,
Thank you for accompanying me last night to the Bourbon Room. I hope in the future you will come more easily.
Tonight is the big social event for members. There will be a lot of men watching you, checking your body out, and wanting to touch you. Remember, you are mine and no other man is allowed to lay a hand on you. The minute someone does, you tell me. I will be around and keeping an eye on you, my little one.
I hope to see you tonight in the Bourbon Room. Kace will let you know when to appear. I look forward to seeing how gorgeous you look in your dress for me.
