“Sure thing.” Trent smiled at her. “Nice to meet you, Frankie. If you ever need food while you work, you let me know and I’ll make you something. We have a lot of different types of food back here, and I can always go out and get you something as well. You just let me know.”
“Oh, I won’t be needing?—”
“Every employee gets a free meal a day. Sometimes two, depending on how long they work. For lunch, you don’t have to bring anything. Trent will make you something to eat if you wish. Snacks can be found behind the bar or with Trent. Just ask one of the bartenders or Trent,” Noah said before she could get her full sentence out.
“Giving out free meals?” Trent raised an eyebrow.
She looked between the two of them. Did he normally not give out free meals? Was he only making an exception because he knew she lived in a bad part of town?
“No, we give everyone a free meal a day,” Noah said again, more forceful this time. “It’s been something Mac and I have been talking about. We started rolling it out last week. That’s why Juliet and Monty got some free meals last week.”
“Oh, I thought that was odd at first. I must have missed that meeting.” Trent chuckled. “Or I was there and zoned out for that part. Anyway, here is the container of nuggies. I added a sachet of ketchup in case you didn’t have any at home.”
Frankie smiled and took the heavy container. “Thank you.” Her eyebrows pulled together as she looked at the container. There were more nuggies in there than she had originally had on her plate. “I think you made a mistake.”
“I don’t make mistakes, girly. I had extras I didn’t put on your plate before, but I’m giving them to you now. Enjoy.” Trent walked off.
Noah squeezed her hand and started to walk toward the front door, right where Dominic was. His eyes narrowed on their hands before a smile blossomed across his face.
“Interview go well?” Dominic asked when they stopped in front of him.
“Yes,” she replied softly.
“Can you take her home? The door will be fine for now. I’ll get Trent to keep an eye on it every once in a while you are getting Frankie home,” Noah asked.
“Sure thing, boss.” Dominic slightly bowed, amusement written all over his face.
“Knock it off. Go get the car while I talk to Frankie.” Noah waved his hand in the air, dismissing him.
What did Noah want to talk to her about? Was he going to say that he forgot something about the job, or bring up that she had lied to him earlier about having a medical condition? She squeezed his hand unconsciously as nerves ran through her. He wasn’t going to tell her she didn’t have the job. He wouldn’t tell her employees had a free meal every day if he was planning on firing her before she had even started.
Dominic walked off, leaving Frankie with Noah.
“You’re okay,” he gently said. “Nothing bad is going to happen. I can feel how tightly you are holding onto my hand. You can relax.”
She looked down at her hand, squeezing his really hard, and let go. “I’m so sorry. I don’t know what came over me.”
“It was all me. I shouldn’t have said I was going to talk to you without letting you know what was coming. It’s nothing to be worried about. I just want to talk about tomorrow.”
The tension in her shoulders loosened as she stared up at him. Tomorrow. Right. First day of work.
“When Dominic or Lucas comes to get you in the morning, they will drop you off at the door. I want you to come to me first so I can show you a couple of things before you get to work. This won’t happen every day, just tomorrow, and maybe at the end of the week to see how things are going,” Noah explained. “If you can’t remember where my office is, ask Trent and he’ll show you, or wait until Dominic or Lucas comes back.”
“Okay,” she whispered.
“Better yet, I’ll be here at the front door, so you don’t have to ask anyone. Make it easier on everyone.”
She nodded.
“Car is here.” Dominic peeked his head into the building. “Ready to go, Frankie?”
Noah kissed the top of her head and let go of her hand. “I’ll see you tomorrow. Dress comfortably.”
Did he just kiss her head?
CHAPTER 7
FRANKIE