Page 2 of The Nanny and the Don
“It’s a lawsuit waiting to happen.”
“Two pair,” he said, placing his hand on the table.
“Nice,” I said, nodding as I laid out the three queens that I had.
“Fuck,” he grumbled.
I slid the chips over in front of me as he gathered the cards to deal again.
“Last hand,” I told him.
“All right, you two,” the Amazonian beauty announced herself. “We have a bourbon on the rocks, only top shelf for our quiet, hands-off friend. Then I have a whiskey soda for you, boss.”
Once again, she had my full attention. The low-cut white tank tops the servers wore pushed her titties up in my face like they were on a serving tray. Tearing my eyes off of hers, I let them drift down to her never-ending legs. Every inch of her was absolutely breathtaking. I didn’t think I had spoken a word since she showed up at the table. Thankfully, Brendan was enough of a talker for the both of us.
“Thank you,” he said.
“Just holler if you guys need anything else,” she stated.
“We will,” Brendan said before dismissing her.
Hearing her refer to Brendan as her boss made my blood boil. She had no business slaving and serving people.My princess doesn’t have to do any of this shit. My princess needs to sit on her throne while people serve her.I studied my hand as Brendan picked his cards up.
“Fire her.”
“Fire who?” he asked, knitting his brows in confusion.
“The girl.”
“What girl, Steel?” he questioned.
“The one that was just here.”
“She wasn’t that bad. She’s just a little rough around the edges. Her and her friend only started here about a month ago. The guys seem to like her.”
“If I’m going to be part owner of this place, she can’t work here,” I said, shaking my head.
“Let the girl get a little training before you try to give her the boot. All she did was touch you, man. They train each other to be flirty. She couldn’t have known you were a germaphobe.”
“I’m not a germaphobe. I want you to fire her because I want her for myself,” I clarified.
“I told you, as part owner, you’re welcome to sample each and every flavor we got up in this bitch.”
“I don’t want every flavor. I want her.”
“That girl is in her twenties, bro. All these young-ass girls want with old men like us is our money. You have to beat them at their own game.”
I didn’t know why Brendan thought I was asking him for advice. That was something I never did. I knew how old I was. He acted like thirty-six was sixty-three. He wasn’t getting what I was saying, so I knew I needed to make myself a little clearer. I cleared my throat because he needed to hear everything I had to say.
“How about this? If my woman is working here when I make it back from Japan, I’m leveling this whole building, then you can sort that shit out with your insurance company.”
“Come on, man. You don’t even know that broad. We been rocking for too long for you to act like this.”
“You don’t know her either. It should be easy to let her go.”
I didn’t need Brendan’s relationship advice. I needed my lady the fuck out of here. There were too many vultures lurking around. Enough of them had been given access to her already, too many if you asked me. This wasn’t up for debate. I had ared-eye to Japan to close a deal I had been brokering for over a month. I had to be there by nine in the morning. I couldn’t waste any time debating something that wasn’t up for debate.
“She’s good for business, man. The guys like her. Plus, I’m already short-staffed. She’s barely been here a month.”
