“But you said you could never be with him again. After…”
“I couldn’t.” Could I?
“You need to get laid.”
I roll my eyes and give her the finger. “Fuck?—”
“Nina!!!” Rochelle hisses. “My office. Now!”
“I’m so sorry,” Ashley mouths as she cringes.
I close my eyes and shake my head, not shocked that the universe is fucking with me this hard. My eyes burn into the back of Rochelle’s head as I follow her into her office. I drop down into the chair and wait for her to round the table, but she stands. It makes me feel small.
“This is your second warning. The first was verbal. I’ll have it in writing by the end of the day. You will have some damn grace when you are working on the reception. We don’t go flipping people off in front of guests.”
“There weren’t any g?—”
“Let’s make one thing clear!” she speaks over me. “I don’t like you, Nina, and you don’t like me. Do your job and do it well, and you won’t have any issues with me. Got it?!”
I nod my head once, running my tongue across my teeth.
“Get out.”
So fucking rude. She makes me want to quit but I can’t. I need the money more than her manners right now.
I shake my head at Ashley, telling her with my eyes not to say a word. I know Rochelle will be able to hear us still. Rolling myself up to the computer I get my head down and start to process bookings, not letting anything else penetrate my headspace.
Elliot is sitting on my sofa when I get home later that evening. He stands when he sees me.
“Where’s Mason?” I ask, my shoulders dropping.
“He had to work this evening.”
Mason never worked on the days he had Ellis. I wonder if it has anything to do with Sunday. If I’m being honest,this suits me better. Last week was an emotional roller coaster.
“Did Ellis go down okay?”
“Yeah, he did actually.” He smiles proudly. “How was work?”
“Same old.” I shrug, then remember Rochelle’s comment. “Hey! Did you have anything to do with getting me a job at the hotel? My manager seems to think I’m there as a favour.”
A devilish smirk takes over his face. “What a favour that was.”
“Eww! That’s gross, Ell. She’s catty! She actually told me she hates me today.”
“She always did use her claws. Rochelle’s alright, you just have to learn how to tame her.” He waggles his brows.
“Oh god,” I snort. “I’m disappointed. You don’t still go there, do you?”
“Only when I have to, and you’re welcome by the way.”
I shake my head, leaving him in the lounge and going to the kitchen. Elliot follows, taking an apple from the fruit bowl.
“Did Mason mention anything about Joey today? He turned up when he dropped Ellis off on Sunday and then he just left. I think he was pissed.”
“Nah, Lowell’s had his hands full in the office this week, that’s all. Don’t take it personally.”
“Hands full with what?”
