All That Glitters

Chapter 6

Arriving at work by 6 p.m., I am rattled at the idea of possibly seeing Kingston tonight as I don't understand why he would want to see me again. Unless, he is using me to rebound from his recent breakup which I am positive has happened many times in the past, and will continue to happen.

I took Salem out to dinner earlier before bringing him back home, so he can stay with Bell for the night. I'm glad today is Saturday which means the club is closed tomorrow and Monday. Everyone comes in on Monday morning for a few hours to do a massive clean and inventory since Troyer or I take everyone's clothes from the club to the drycleaners. Silently running through my routine before the opening, I make my way over to the bar for a few water bottles, and then on my way back to the dressing area, Johnny falls into step beside me with a frown toward me.

"Hey, how did it go earlier with the man from last night?" he softly asks once we are in the dressing area by the makeup stations. "Did you tell Troyer yet?"

"The guy knows my real name, and no Troyer doesn't know since I think the man is harmless," I mumble before telling him how Kingston found out my real name.

"You really should tell Troyer in case there is a problem," Johnny softly, but firmly insists with wide, pleading eyes. "Anything bad could happen, and he needs to know so everyone can keep an extra eye on you."

Sighing softly at him while I study his face intently for several silent seconds before slowly nodding; "Okay. I will talk with Troyer once I've finished getting ready."

"Talk to me about what?" Troyer's deep voice asks from behind me, causing Johnny and I to jump slightly.

Sighing again as I gently pat my bare chest over my erraticly beating heart that is trying to pound out of my chest as I turn to face him; "I ran into a customer from last night while Salem and I were at the store earlier. He called me Milan in front of Salem, who then corrected him on what my real name is. The guy also told me he would be seeing me tonight."

Troyer's face goes from confused to angry by the end of my little rant, and he growls out; "Were you going to tell me this or no if Johnny hadn't convienced you?"

Pouting at him while wrapping my arms around my waist; "No, but I don't think the guy meant anything bad by his comment."

"That may be true, but it's better to be safe than sorry," Troyer grumbles as he scans my face for whatever.

"Okay," I mumble as I rub my hands over my arms as I gnaw on my lower lip in nerverousness.

"Everything will be fine, I'm gonna have everyone keep an extra eye and ear on you tonight," Troyer gently says as he pulls me into his muscular body for several minutes before he heads off to speak with security.

Smiling weakly at Johnny, I finish getting ready for tonight with nerves that are completly shot now. If something bad happenes to me, I would possibly be leaving Salem with no parents. If I happen to die before Salem turns 18-years-old, I have WILL stating that Troyer and Annabell are to become his legal guardians - they agreed to this.

Ten minutes before the opening of the club, Troyer does his normal meeting; "Alright, same as everynight in the order of dances with the exception of one thing - we need to pay extra attention to Gabriel tonight. A customer seen him and Salem at the store today, and told Gabe that he would be seeing the customer again tonight. Now, it may be nothing, and just a horrible pickup line, but let's be safe."

My entire body flushes crimson at his words, as everyone looks at me with pity which makes me fidget in place.

"Alright, finish getting ready, people, we have jobs to do," Troyer calls out while walking away, and everyone finishes getting ready.

By the end of the group dance, I'm calm until Troyer tells us our private dances, and Kingston is my first one.

"Bobby will be stationed outside your room door, and if there is a problem, or if you become uncomfortable then holler his name," Troyer seriously says making me nod in response.

Taking several deep breaths once I've cleaned up, and I change into a pair of black faux leather pants with nothing else on besides light lavender eyeshadow, and lavender body glitter. Walking into the main area, I have four different customers for private dances before starting my weekend with Salem.

Pasting a fake smile upon my lips, I stop in front of Kingston to ask; "Ready?"

I tried to keep the nervousness from my voice, but he raises his right eyebrow at me which makes me think he heard my voice waver.

"Yes, I'm ready," he replies as he stands to follow me to my room I work out of for the private dances.

When we pass Bobby, he twitches his right hand at me, letting me know he will be at the door once I shut it behnd us. Shutting the door behind Kingston, I move to start the music for his one dance, but he stops me which is confusing.

"I don't want the dance, I just want to talk to you for the length of the song," he says with a serious expression. "I also want to apologize for how creepy my comment from earlier today was, especially in front of you son, and that wasn't my intention."

"Why do you want to talk instead of me dancing for you?" I question curiously as I stand a few feet from him.

"I want to know you, the man beyond the dancer," he murmurs with a glint in his eyes that I can't quit understand.

"Ask whatever you want, just know I may not answer," I reply while leaning against the door.

"That's fair," he answers as he stands behind the chair with his hands clasped on top fo the back. "How long is the song you were going to use?"

"Five minutes," I answer seriously with a frown.