Welcome To Sophie’s Diary

Chapter 6: After Work Hours

I walked out of the VIP lounge looking for Edna, but I saw Julian first.

“Hey, Peach. Are you clocking out?” he asked.

“Yes, I’m done. And I wouldn’t lie, business was good today. Plus, the tips were amazing,” I said, handing the machine over to him.

“I know you’ll make me proud.” He patted me on the head and told me to keep the tips because I had earned them.

“Uhm, Peach, to compensate you for today’s shift, you can take tomorrow off, then resume on Tuesday,” he said, already walking away.

Then I called him back.

“Uhm, Boss, I would love to tell you something quickly. Hope you don’t mind?”

“Okay, go ahead, Peach. I’m all ears,” he replied.

“I was thinking of working permanently at the VIP lounge. I love it there. And plus, you know, girls gotta eat too,” I said between laughter, not knowing what else to say.

Julian kept quiet for a while and exhaled quietly.

Then he said, “You can begin on Tuesday after your day off. And one more thing, Peach, don’t f**k me up. If not, I would f**k you up.”

He blew me a kiss and walked away.

“I won’t, Boss,” I promised, excitedly.

I quickly rushed to look for Edna so I could share the good news.

Edna was cleaning the bar slab when I tickled her from behind.

“Hey, you. How are you?”

“Oh, girl, today was a blast,” she said.

“Tell me about it,” I shrugged, sitting across from the bar.

Edna turned toward me.

“This one. You’re grinning from ear to ear. Spill the tea.”

“Well, today’s business was a blast, and the tips were amazing. And guess who I saw today?”

“Who?” she asked.

“Jason,” I said, frowning.

“Jason? What?” Edna asked, surprised.

“Yeah. He was my first customer, and what got me annoyed was that he slid his complimentary card toward me and told me to call him after work.”

“Will you call him?” Edna asked immediately.

“Uhm, I don’t know. Do you think I should call him?” I asked, raising my brows at her.

“Girl, if the d**k is good, then I highly recommend you check again. Besides, you’ve got a sweet p***y. I bet that’s why he wants you to call again.”

“Edna! Girl, you’re rotten.”

“I’m rotten to the core, baby.”

Edna laughed hysterically before balancing her account and clocking out.

“Whoa, business was great today. I forgot to tell you, I told Boss I want to stay at the VIP lounge.”

“What did he say?” Edna asked.

“He agreed.”

“Really?” Edna screamed.

“Sophie, you’re such a b***h!” she laughed. “Whew! Finally, I’ve got a VIP partner. Welcome to the club, baby. I’m proud of you. Seriously.”

We hugged like it had been forever.

“I love you, Sophie,” Edna said, wrapping her arms around me.

“I love you too, babes,” I replied.

We gisted as we stepped out of the club, both of us grinning from ear to ear.

And just like that, I totally forgot about Miss Sinclair K.

As we walked out of Obsidian Lounge, we booked our taxi and waited for it to arrive.

We were standing outside the lounge when a dark-tinted, fancy Jeep stopped in front of us.

The windscreen went down, and the driver signaled for us to come closer.

“The Boss wants to talk to you,” he said.

Edna pushed me, so we both walked toward the car.

Then I realized the boss the driver was referring to was Jason.

He was sitting calmly in the back seat with his hands folded.

“Get in the car,” he said in a commanding voice.

Edna told me to go to the back while she stayed in the front.

Reluctantly, I agreed.

The car drove off immediately.

Edna decided to break the silence.

“Hey, Jason. Long time no see.”

“Hey, Edna. How are you? Seems you just got off work.”

Edna nodded.

“My legs hurt a little. A foot massage would be nice.”

They both started flirting in my presence as if I wasn’t even there.

Instead, I decided to play it cool.

I cleared my throat, although I knew there was nothing wrong with it. I just wanted them to remember that I was still there.

Jason turned to face me.

“Hi, Sophie. Hope you’re good,” he said, removing a strand of hair from my cheek.

Seriously, this guy knew how to play with his fingers, and I was ridiculously loving it, even though I was still angry at him for what happened the last time.

I shrugged his hand off my face.

“I’m better with your hands off my face,” I said, giving him a stern look.

He smiled.

“That’s understandable. Well, how have you been, seriously?” he asked, showing a little bit of concern.

“Well, I’m okay, as you can see,” I replied, rolling my eyes at him.

Then I said something I didn’t even know would come out of my mouth.

“I’m sorry. Work called.”

I had repeated the exact words from the paper he left me the other day.

Silence filled the car for a moment.

Edna cleared her throat.

“Uhm, I think I’ll drop off here.”

“But we haven’t reached yet,” I queried.

“Don’t worry, girl. I know my way around. Besides, I want to get something at the supermarket, so it’s a close call.”

She unbuckled her seat belt, then turned toward Jason.

“Jason, please take care of my girl. We’ll text later.”

She hopped off immediately.

The driver took off, and from the side mirror, I could see her waving at the car before we turned into the next street.

The car was silent for about twenty minutes.

Nobody said anything.

Then I asked the driver if he could play some music.

Jason immediately interfered.

“Don’t bother. I love the quiet.”

I stared at him.

At that moment, I didn’t know what else to say.

I looked away.

Then he spoke.

“Come stay with me at my apartment tonight.”

He took my hand.

I snorted and laughed at the same time.

“So you can sneak out on me again with the same words?”

I turned toward him.

“‘I’m sorry. Work called’?”

“I’m sorry. I think I’ll pass.”

I glared at him.

“Okay, Sophie. I know you’re hurt, but it was not intentional. Besides, you’re just taking this too far. Why are you overreacting?”

At that moment, I fumed.

“Stop the car.”

The driver immediately slowed down and pulled over.

I removed my seat belt and reached for the door handle, ready to get out.

But Jason stopped me.

“Fine. I’m sorry. I know I hurt you, but please allow me to make it up to you,” he whispered into my ear.

At that moment, all I could think about was his cologne.

I melted.

He slowly removed my hand from the door handle and fixed my seat belt back in place.

But this time, he made sure his hand brushed against my breast.

My heart raced, my n*****s became pointy

At that moment, I knew I was finished.

Then the driver broke the silence.

“Should I continue, Boss?”

“Yes. Drop us off at the hotel. Thank you,” Jason replied.

“Hotel?”

I widened my eyes.

“What hotel?”

“You’ll see when we get there.”

He smirked.

And just like that, I had no idea where this night was going anymore.