It's Just Business

n the world. In reality, Mr. Wilson has only been nodding and grunting to seem polite I'm guessing. I've worked at many of Mr. Anderson's parties, and whil

n his eyes, but I'm not sure if it's directed at me or Mr. Anderson. I suspect it's the latter since all I've done since meeting him is my

neat," he

, how ab

cks. Now, shoo, girl! Can't you see we

At that, my smile completely disappears. I meet his eyes, and I don't know if I'm imagining it

, si

bucket

turn to leave but stop

t waiting for a response or

strar masculinidad"("Stupid men and their stupid

nd pen, scrambling the order on

"Can you get this ready, please? I n

ing," he

e to check on Aria. To my surprise, I already s

htheaded, so I went to the hospital. They put me on normal saline, and I'm almost done with it. Y

e y

y eyes, take a deep breath, and open them again. "Relax, Lexi," I tell myself.

e and dial her number, and she picks up on the

n't I? I'm fine,"

to relax, Aria? I can't relax knowing you're in t

to come here. You're working

re wrong. You're more

us solve this problem. If you leave now and head over here, you won't get paid. That'

hate when you're right

ng lightheaded, how did

I wasn't feeling well and asked if she

something to thank her one of these day

, she says s

y late. I'm serving a billion

is h

far his behavior is wha

cackles. "Give me the ful

ow I al

ou. Get h

too! Don't

any promis

plies, and with th

have less than thirty days to come up with the money. With what we've saved so far, we have hardly made a dent in the cost. Frustration r

check seeing as jack isn't here I'm sure it's my order he left. My nerves were high-Aria was in the hospital,the night has barely

s if they don't even notice me because they are engaged in an intense conversation, and this time it's Mr. Wilson who's speaking. Normally, I would tune in to what they are saying, but I'm on the verge of a nervous breakdown and not in the right state of mind to ca

touch my arm and see that it's th

seem to engrossed in your thoughts to even hear us," he says. "

reply. "It won't

f nonsense," Mr. Wilson says. "I expected better, considering this is the first of your events I've attended, and honestly, I did it because we had a lot to discuss. I know that not reserving on t

ays

t me, eyes like winter. "Are y

ere low, sm

y hands so hard I'm sure I'll leave marks. Breathe, Lexi.

or

the rocks. Why are we being served whiskey on the rocks? You couldn't com

didn't know, I'll rect

guy says collecting one fro

comes with taste buds th

e him chokes

maybe not as quie

amused. "You know, most people

what to do or say in this situation,

. Something unreadable flickered

waved the drink away, and

uickly, furious at myself-an

ck and I lock eyes, and h

hink I got the

I hadn't made yours yet. I had to go get something from behind, and by the

cool,

uest wasn't to

d now. I'll just get h

h, sure. N

ank

d neatly on my tray. There were no apologies, no words-j

s eyes met mine-cool and unreadable, lingering ju

he dismissed me, as i

etreated to the side, waiting for this strang