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“What’s your address? I can write it down for you.” He grabbed a pen.
“I’m not comfortable with people knowing my address,” she blurted out.
Not a lie. She didn’t want anyone know where she lived since it was the bad part of town. She wanted everyone to be oblivious so she didn’t need to hear any comments about needing to move.
Frankie knew she needed to move. It was on her list of things to do once she became a millionaire… or got married and could move into his house. Either one would work, but she had a feeling none of them were going to happen.
“I need to know just in case something happens,” he told her.
“Like what?” She took another bite of her nuggie.
He smiled. “In case something happens to you and I need to get into your apartment or house to grab you a couple of things. In case you don’t show up and we need to make sure you areokay. Just in case you call one of us, needing something, and we can go and help you. No one else will know unless it is absolutely necessary. No one looks at these paperwork. It gets filed in my drawer that I lock.”
How was she going to get out of this? How was she going to get out of telling him her address when he gave her all very good reasonings? She had given her address to her other employers, but there was something about Noah and this place that made her not want to tell him.
Maybe it was because she knew he was a Daddy Dom. All the Daddy Doms she had interacted with and read about all got possessive when they found out the Little didn’t live in a good part of town. She knew it wasn’t good, and while she wanted someone to fuss over her, she didn’t want it to be her boss… not when she had a crush on him already.
“Frankie, I need to know. Are you homeless?” he asked.
CHAPTER 5
FRANKIE
She shook her head. “No, I’m not.”
“No talking with your mouth full,” he lightly scolded her. “I don’t want you to choke.”
Frankie quickly swallowed. “No, I’m not homeless.”
Not yet. Any day now, she could be, though. Her landlord could find someone better for her one-room apartment and kick her out. Most of her things were packed in case she needed to leave quickly. It wasn’t ideal, but she didn’t want to take any chances of getting kicked out and not being given time to gather her belongings. So everything stayed packed.
“Then you have an address to give me,” he told her. “No one else will know but us. Unless I am busy and you need someone to come check on you or pick you up.”
There was no wayanyonewas going to pick her up. She would take the bus until she got out of that apartment, that side of town, and had somewhere safer to live. She didn’t want Noah taking pity on her and asking her to move in with him, or offering to rent her a place.
Frankie didn’t know if Noah would do that, but she had a feeling he would. He insisted several times on getting herdinner. She knew if he found out, he would insist on her staying somewhere else, and she didn’t want pity. She’d gotten herself in this situation, and she was going to get herself out of it.
“I just really don’t want people to know,” she whispered, looking down at her nuggies.
Frankie wasn’t hungry anymore. The anxiety over him finding out she lived in a bad part of town was overwhelming.
“Are you living somewhere unsafe?” he asked.
She placed her food on his desk and looked away. Heknew. She should have just made up an address before so it would get him off her back. But her mind didn’t work well in situations like this. So Frankie had told him her address, not daring to look up at him, fearful that he would do something.
“I’m getting out of it. I’m just saving up money,” she rushed to add. “I got myself in this situation, and I’m going to get out of it. I just need a job, but me living there won’t hinder me from doing my job. I’ll be great at it. It’s never stopped me before.”
Frankie didn’t spend much time there anyway. She tried not to, so she didn’t get caught up in anything.
“Frankie.” His voice was gentle.
“I promise. I haven’t lived there long, and it’s just temporary. I don’t even really like it, but it’s what I can afford right now since I didn’t have a job before. Well, that is if I still have a job here.” She peeked a look at him.
His face wasn’t angry. He looked concerned and horrified. “Frankie, I’m not worried you won’t be able to do your job.”
Her shoulders slumped. “Good. Then there really isn’t anything else to discuss. I’ll just be on my way then and show up tomorrow for work. Promise I’ll be here on time.”
Frankie got up from her chair and looked at her nuggies. She wanted to take them with her as a snack for later on, but she didn’t want to be rude. Noah had mentioned she could takethem home, but had things changed now? Would she look too desperate if she took them?
