Her Billionaire Alpha

Chapter 6

Maddison's POV

I had left the club and just got home. All I could think about was what a weird night it had been. I have had crushes before but the attraction to Jaxon was a whole other level. I parked myself at the kitchen island and opened my envelope that Andy had stashed my wages in and started to count the notes. This can't be right, surely ? There was over five thousand pounds in it, Grabbing my phone I text Andy saying I think he overpaid me and that I would come in tomorrow to sort it out. No more than a minute later my phone pinged and it was Andy.

Sweetheart, I don't know what you did or said to that table you hosted but they tipped you 5K babe. Enjoy it !

Well, s**t! I had a storm of emotions inside. And questions. Why did they tip me so much ? Do they feel sorry for me ?  Will they regret it in the morning, they did drink an awful lot ? 

I decided to keep the money aside incase it was a genuine mistake and they came back for it or something tomorrow night. I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and headed upstairs, brushed my teeth in the bathroom and then removed my make up before getting into my pyjamas. I settled into bed but couldn't help wonder about Jaxon, those eyes called to my very soul. I bet he has a whole harem of women throwing themselves at him, for all I know he could be married. I reckon he is a player though, those looks, that much money can get you anything and anyone. He definitely knows he is hot by the way he kept taunting me tonight. I felt a pang in my chest, unsure of what this feeling was I stuffed it down like I do with anything that I can't deal with, just like how I have stuffed the need to carry on grieving for my parents down in order to stay sane for Ben sake. I pulled my duvet over me and snuggled into my pillow. I lay there in the dark and let the thoughts of this unobtainable hotshot consume me. A little fantasising won't hurt anyone. 

 I woke the following morning absolutely exhausted. Thinking of that hot jerk kept me awake most of the night, overthinking and replaying everything that happened had actually started to make my blood boil. Who did he think he was getting off on flirting and throwing his cash at women, what a dog. What a tease! 

I pulled the covers off of me and swung my legs out of the bed and onto the floor, rubbing my eyes and then stretching. Padding over to the bathroom, I did my business, washed my hands and face to wake myself up and went downstairs to make a start on breakfast. I decided to make pancakes today. 'Ben was in his room playing with his lego's probably making another rocket ship, that was his new thing, space and spaceships. 

" Ben, I am making pancakes, come get 'em kiddo" I yelled up the stairs.

The next thing I heard was only what I could describe as a baby elephant running across the landing and the down the stairs. Ben. I giggled to myself recalling how my parents used to say that about my me when I was young like him. I miss them. When will this ache in my heart go away, the huge void they have left behind. I have Ben and I love him to bits but there is nothing like that unconditional love a parent can give you. 

After breakfast, Ben helped me tidy away, he was such a good kid, we then got dressed and headed off to the supermarket to get some shopping for the next couples of days. I didn't like doing a large weekly shop, my cooking skills had improved but still were not something to write home about and I had found that we wasted alot of food that way. We parked up and headed to the trolley station. 

" Can I put the coin in, can I, can I ?" Ben said excitedly as he bounced about.

" Sure, here you go but I am pushing it, last time you nearly ran an old lady over " and I passed him the coin to release the shopping trolley.

I felt uneasy as we were walking up and down each isle selecting the items from our shopping list. I had been teaching Ben to read the list, his teacher had been impressed with how he could read such long words for his age. It felt like someone was watching us. Maybe I am being paranoid I had told myself.  We got to the check out and packed our groceries and paid. On the way out I had the feeling of being watched again and this time turned around sharp. 

" Eric?" I said panicked. What the hell was he doing here ?

" Oh hey L...Maddison, fancy seeing you here " he said scratching the back of his neck. 

Eric c****d his head, looked at me and then looked down at Ben. I knew what he was thinking that I'd got myself knocked up at 14 and now an uneducated teen having to work in a strip club. He was probably looking down at me like a charity case. People were always judging me. 

" Yeah, fancy that. Nice seeing you again " and with that Ben and I scurried off with our trolley back to the car. I strapped Ben into his car seat and loaded the shopping into the boot. I just wanted to get home and forget about the way Eric had looked at me, looked at us.