Unexpected reunion

Chapter 3

It's been a few days now since telling Dad and Papa and they have been marvellous. I've just got to work at the club as I seek out Sasha.

That's West spending the night at my dad's, I shout over to Sasha.
I had picked up West from Sasha's a few hours ago so Sasha could get to work earlier and stock the bar.
Me and Sasha are both working tonight I love it when we do.
To be really honest, without those men, I don't know what I would do Sasha smiles with glee,
Are you ready for tomorrow's doctor's appointment?
I suppose; I'm just very anxious.
You will make a fantastic mother—just seeing how you are with West—so you don't need to be anxious.
From the start, you have been present.

Mason approaches me as me and Sasha are preparing to open the bar.
Could I please have a chat with you in my office before we open?
Yeah, of course, I answered as Mason turned to leave.
Oh my God, Sasha his going to fire me?
He likes you too much, no doubt about it.
How many times has he asked you out on a date?
Perhaps too many times, but now that he is aware of my pregnancy, perhaps he has had enough and wants me to leave.

Mason is aware of my pregnancy, yes.
Good thing I was ready to tell some certain people, Sasha let slip a few hours back.
It appears like Sasha decided to tell him before me, but I was going to tell him personally.
Sasha yells "Good luck," not that I think you need it, as I leave the bar and head up the stairs to Mason's office.
My hands are perspiring and I'm beginning to stress and fear as I walk to the office. What if I do get fired?
What actions will I take?
How I'm going to make it through.
What will I do to finance my education at university and the baby?
I take deep breaths and knock on Mason's office door with a trembling hand.

Come in.
Is heard From the other side of the door.
As I enter the office my legs start to shake a little and my nervousness suddenly shoots up to the highest level I think it's ever been.
Then I step into the room and there he is standing right in front of his desk.
The interior of his office looks very expensive considering the type of club he owns, against the wall there is a cabinet made out of black wood, and to the right is another wooden door painted black to the right of me. Behind Mason is a black desk and to my left is a huge black leather couch with a long wide window that overlooks the street outside.

Continuing to breathe deeply. My hands are still perspiring. All I can think to myself is, "God, please just don't fire me, Mason."

So, Kelsey, I hear you're expecting a baby.
I move to stand in front of Mason while inhaling deeply.
Yes, I learned it the other day. Will I get fired?
What? No What ever led you to believe that, Mason retorted, "I don't know," Kelsey responded.
Suddenly, as they are having a talk there is a knock on the door.
Mason said, "Come in," as we both turned to look at the person entering.

Debbie was one of the club's dancers. She has been here as long as I have. Her eyes are dark brown, her hair long and blonde. She's quite flexible and about my height. Incredibly talented dancer.
Boss Vee has called in sick.
Great, not what I needed tonight. Can you call Amy to come in tonight and replace her please Mason said.
She's on vacation, so I can't call her.
, "I'll do it."
That would be truly wonderful. Debbie
answered.
"No, no way, no way, no."
Why not I asked while acting like a child throwing a fit, stamping my foot.
I haven't started showing yet, you know I can dance.
I overheard Debbie congratulate me.
Debbie leaving us. Mason states
Mason is glaring at me angrily as Debbie leaves the office.
Mason, please. Dancing is good tip money right now, and I'm going to need all I can get.
Mason inhales deeply, then takes a step in my direction, raises my chin with a finger, and forces me to meet his gaze.
I start to blush but with a smile, while I look into his eyes.
I'm only saying this because I care about you, and I'll do everything in my power to support you, as well as the baby.
No, Mason. I'll make my own money the way I want to. I'm not a charity case and what would the other think? But thank you anyway.
After planting a peck on Mason's cheek, I cautiously walk to the door walk out and close the office door behind me.