Big Girl, By Chance

Chapter Five:

(Scarlett's POV)

"Who are you?" I ask, startled by her surroundings.

"You seriously don't remember? We spent the entire night together."

The man I was looking at was frightening, standing at over six feet tall, broad shoulders, ice blue eyes, black shaggy hair, and covered in tattoos. This was not her normal type of man. He looked like he had been to jail at least a couple times. A bad boy type..if you will.

"I'm Andrew."

"I have to get going. I have business to attend to."

"Suit yourself," Andrew says. "You sure didn't want to leave my side last night."

I got out as quick as I could, noting my surroundings. I'm on K Street in Southie. I relax, knowing exactly where I am. I walk towards East Broadway, to get to my loft apartment.

Midway home, it dawns on me. He was the man I went to the gallery opening with! How did I end up at his place though? I have no recollection of being at a gallery. Last thing I remember was getting his car from the valet.

This can't be good. I need to know exactly what happened.

I open my purse to grab my phone and notice an envelope with my name written on it in black marker. Confused, I open it and find $2,000. Okay...now I REALLY need to call Andrew.

He answers after the third ring, "hello?"

"Hi..Andrew..it's Scarlett. Can you please tell me what happened last night? I can barely remember anything."

"Well, after we left Black Rose...you told me you would just rather go back to my place for the night rather than go to the opening."

This was not me. That is not something I would do.

"Erm...did we uh..."

"Have sex? Yeah, we did. You kept telling me that I was the type of man you've always wanted."

Shit. WHAT THE FUCK, SCARLETT!

"And...you paid me $2,000 for dinner and sex?!"

"Yes, hun."

I quickly said goodbye and hung up.

A small smile crept onto my face, due to my brilliant idea.

I'm going to start my own little business. I made good money last night. More money than I made in 6 months working at PS.

Clouded by my thoughts, I didn't notice I was only a block from home till my phone vibrated.

An email from Andrew.

"Care to meet again sometime?"

This was it. This is my new job, and he is my first client.

(End flashback)