Page 10 of Daddy's Little Worker
“How about I get you some nuggies to eat, and if you don’t want to eat them now, then you can eat them later,” he suggested. “I feel bad causing you some stress at the front of the club. It was never my intention. Let me make it up to you?”
Frankie closed her eyes for several seconds before looking at him.
“I really do feel bad. I don’t like causing people stress and you looked pretty stressed.” He smiled at her.
“Cause I was late,” she mumbled.
“Yes, you were but that’s okay. This was just the interview. It’s nothing too serious.” He cupped her cheek.
She leaned into his touch, loving the warmth his hand was giving her. It was like they were meant to be, like they were made for each other.
“So, do you want some nuggies?” he asked.
“Okay.” She sighed. “Just a couple. I don’t need a lot.”
His grin grew bigger as he stood up. “Good. I want you to fill out this paperwork while I’m gone. No rush, and if you aren’t done when I come back, there’s no need to worry. Take your time.” He handed her some paper and a pen before walking out of the room.
She looked down and the first thing she saw was a space for her address. There was no way she was going to put her address on there. Not when she lived in a bad part of town. Maybe she could claim that she didn’t want anyone knowing her address. Maybe then, Noah would believe her. Why did he need to know where she lived anyway?
It didn’t take long for Frankie to fill out everything in the forms before she placed them on his desk and sat back. Snuggling into the chair, she took a deep breath and closed her eyes. For a chair, it was really comfortable. It was like she was floating on air. Way more comfortable than her bed back at her apartment, and she felt safe in here.
Anyone would have to go through Dominic, the bouncer, before being able to enter the club, which eased her worries. Nothing could happen to her. This was the most comfortable and safe she had felt in a while.
Living in the apartment didn’t bring her much comfort or safety at all. She only had one lock on her door, it was one room, and it wasn’t in a good part of town. The only place she could hide in her apartment was her bathroom or under her bed, which anyone would look in if they came in since it was such a small place.
Frankie didn’t get good sleep there at all. It was hard when her ears picked up every single noise and wondered whether it was someone trying to get into her apartment or not. It was exhausting. Frankie was ready to get out of the apartment and find some place better to live.
If that was ever going to happen, she didn’t know.
“Frankie?” Noah’s voice filled the room. “Are you okay?”
“I’m not asleep!” she yelled, shooting out of her chair.
“Woah, Little one. You’re okay. I know you weren’t asleep,” he calmly soothed her.
She took a deep breath in and sat down again. Everything in her wanted to fall asleep in this chair and get the good sleep she desperately needed. But she couldn’t do that, not in her boss’s office. He didn’t need to know how badly she needed to sleep.
“Here’s your nuggies. I didn’t know if you wanted ketchup, mustard, or nothing. I put them in little bowls so they didn’t touch the nuggies.” Noah handed her the plate.
Frankie looked down at the plate, her mouth already watering at the smell of them. They looked absolutely delicious, ready for her to eat them.
“I made sure before that they were the correct temperature for you so you don’t burn your mouth. You start eating while I look over this paperwork.” Noah placed his plate on his desk and eased himself into his chair.
After picking one up, she dipped it in ketchup before slowly bringing it to her mouth, savoring the taste as it burst through her mouth. This was the life. If she could eat nuggies all the time, she would. If she could be this comfortable and feeling this safe while she slept, that would be the dream. Maybe she could sneak into his office after he left for the day and sleep, knowing she was safe.
Though, she didn’t know what Noah’s schedule was like. That posed a problem. What if he left super late and arrived early?Frankie wouldn’t be able to do that, not when she was already getting such terrible sleep.
“Are they good?” Noah asked.
Nodding, she took another bite on the nuggie before looking at him. Noah was already gazing at her, a faint smile across his face.
“I’m glad you’re enjoying them. Eat up,” he encouraged. “If you need more, let me know and I can grab more.”
She looked down at her plate before lifting her head. There was no way she would be able to eat all of this. It was like he had placed double the portion, almost like he thought they were going to share.
Noah studied the paperwork in his hands, his eyebrows furrowing before he looked up at me. “You didn’t put your address down.”
Frankie sucked in a breath. She knew that, but what was she going to say to him about it?
