Page 7 of Love That Sass

“You’re hired?”

Chapter3

Afew minutes earlier…

Gwen swallowed back her fear, trying for courage when she approached the bar where a dazzling redhead stood smiling at the group of dancing, giggling women.

Hmm.

That was odd. The entire crowd was female. Well, except for a few gyrating, almost naked men.

What the heck?

Gwen looked around. All women, almost all nude men thrusting their hips on stage, speakers blasting 70s disco—fuck. She’d crashed a party.

Oh well. She was already there. What did she have to lose?

Famous. Last. Words.

Fast forward to Gwendolyn being grabbed, kissed within an inch of her life, and almost vaulting over the bar to jump the six foot whatever hunk of redheaded hotness before her mind came back to her.

What the heck am I doing making out with some stranger?

Sure, the man could kiss, but why was he kissing her? And why was she letting him? That was it.

SLAP!

“OUCH!” the man grunted in obvious shock.

“What is wrong with you?” Gwen grabbed a napkin, wiping her drool to her utter embarrassment.

“What the heck was that for? I just sucked on a peppermint!”

She had no idea what he was talking about? But yeah, now that he mentioned it, she felt a minty coolness in her mouth after she’d swapped spit with the dude.

“Didn’t anyone ever teach you any manners? I came in here for a job not to get manhandled by some puffed up playboy,” Gwen hissed.

Then she was being petted and placated by a pregnant female who was also scolding the red-headed, hot boy. She was so mixed up, she could hardly follow their byplay. But two words managed to breakthrough her kiss-addled brain.

“I’m hired?” she asked, gaze going from the pregnant woman’s to the man who’d kissed her stupid.

“Um, yes?” he said.

“Definitely!” the woman replied after glancing at the man.

“Whooooeeeee! YASSS!”Gwen yelled, balling up one hand and fist-bumping her other one, making a complete ass out of herself.

But what did she care? She’d just been hired! Ignoring the sexy redhead would not be a problem, she told herself, determined to keep her vow and help her Pop.

“Um, are you okay?” the woman asked.

“Yep. I am great. When do I start?”

“Um, come back tomorrow and we will begin training!”

Gwen nodded at the woman, ignoring the man as she gathered her wits and left the place. She would be back the next day where, hopefully, she would find herself with a job.

Fingers crossed.

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