Chapter 22

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Mr. Marsh let's me change in the back room. I don't want to wear baggy, worn clothes when babysitting the councilman's daughter. I can hear him and Jordan talking as I get dressed. My hands shake and my forehead is sweating.

I could walk away with $200 tonight, and at least another $200 every week. That could make a huge difference for my family.

My throat feels so dry as I step back out into the room. The guys don't seem to notice until I get closer.

"Do you want me to drive you?" Jordan throws his arm around my shoulder, "You look nice."

"Thank you," I take his hand in mine, "I can drive myself tonight. Maybe I'll meet you when I'm done at the Stom's house."

"I'd like that," He leans in to kiss my cheek, "Also, before I forget... My parents are looking forward to Friday. They're thinking of making reservations at a restaurant in the city. My mom is really excited."

"Oh, a restaurant? Like in public? I thought it was going to be at your house," I start squirming next to him.

"Are you alright?"

"Meeting your parents is a lot of pressure and putting me in a public place with a bunch of other rich people?... I'll stick out like a sore thumb!"

Mr. Marsh starts waving his hands, "What's going on?"

Jordan shrugs, "She's meeting my parents over dinner on Friday. She's nervous that they won't like her," He looks back to me, "You'll be fine, if you draw a lot of attention it'll be because you're so beautiful, not because you don't belong."

"What if they think I'm dating you because of your money?"

"They won't, and if they do, I promise I'll set them straight."

"Kid, if they don't like you then there's something wrong with them, not you," Mr. Marsh says while looking at the clock, "It's five thirty kiddo, you better get going. I'll see you tomorrow."

I nod and clock out, hanging my apron as Jordan walks me out. I wipe my hands on my jeans before I climb into my truck.

"You'll do great," Jordan reassures me as he closes my door, "Have fun, alright? I'll swing by and check on your dad, make sure he has something to eat."

"Thank you, you don't have to," I whine as I put my key in the ignition.

"I know, but I want to. I want to help you out whenever I can. Call me when you're done, alright? Maybe we'll get something for dinner."

I smile and blow him a kiss, "I'll talk to you later. I love you!"

"I love you too," He waves goodbye as I pull out of my spot and head down the road.

I pull out one of the CD's Jordan bought me and pop it into my player. One was Bon Jovi but I'm not really feeling that today, so I listen to the Pink album instead.

The music is amazing, and it helps calm my nerves a bit as I get closer to the house. Halfway through the CD I'm pulling up in their driveway with five minutes to spare.

I expect the councilman or his wife to answer the door when I knock. I'm stunned to find Dominic in front of me in their place.

"Hey," He smiles wide, taking my hand and pulling me in the door, "Come in! I'll tell my parents you're here."

"I didn't expect to see you," I say as I pull my hand back.

"I had made plans, but one of my buddies got super sick so we all decided to cancel. Don't worry, I'll just stay in my room, I might head out at some point."

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