“I’ll be sure to tell him. Now run along.”
Susanna huffs. “I don’t believe you’re going to do the job you need to do so if you could just move out of the way and let me tell your boss myself, that would be great.”
“He’s busy at the moment. You need to leave now.”
“Susanna, come on,” I murmur, tugging on her arm.
She rips away from me. It’s ok for her to tug me along but I’m not allowed to do the same to her. “Let me talk to your boss. Now.”
“Little girl, go,” the guard growls, towering over her.
The door opens and a man stands there – one that is achingly handsome. Tall and broad shouldered with dark hair. Classic good looks like out of a movie.
“Sean, just let the girl in to complain. She won’t go away otherwise.” He motions at me and Susanna to enter.
Sean doesn’t look like he wants to listen but he moves aside after a moment. Susanna gives him a smug look before entering the office.
The boss settles himself back behind his desk. “What is the problem?”
“Your bartender sucks. He isn’t doing his job. You need to fire him.”
“And you’ve taken it upon yourself to make this happen instead of enjoying the party going on out there?”
“Yes. When someone gets on my nerves, I make sure they know it.”
The man chuckles before settling his eyes onto me. “And you know? Do you do the same?”
Before I can answer, Susanna steps in front of me. “What she does isn’t of your concern. Just deal with your bartender.”
The boss raises his eyebrows, clearly surprised by Susanna’s bluntness. “I’ll make sure my bartender is doing his job. But you girls should be running along now. You don’t want to get yourselves in trouble.”
Susanna crosses her arms. “How would we get into trouble? We’re just voicing a complaint.”
“Because you’ve entered into my office. That’s a dangerous place to be.”
“And who even are you?”
“I’m Luca Moretti.”
The name doesn’t ring a bell. Judging from Susanna’s shrug, she doesn’t know who he is either.
Luca smirks. “It’s probably for the best you girls don’t know who I am. Now, run along.”
“Don’t talk to us like we’re children. We’re adults.”
“You wouldn’t have been let in here otherwise. But it’s obvious you can’t drink from the stamps on your hands, which tells me that you used your real IDs and not fake ones. Which also tells me that there’s an innocence about both of you. A naivete. So if you know what’s best for you, you’re going to go back out there and leave my office. I have work to do.”
“I’ll only leave if you personally give us drinks.”
“Susanna,” I murmur, tugging on her arm. “Drop it.”
“No. Not until I’ve gotten something to drink.”
Luca sighs. “You’re a powerhouse, little girl. Fine. You win.” He walks over to the door and motions at Sean. “Make sure these girls are given something to drink. Soda. No alcohol. And make sure they don’t come to bother me again.” He turns back to us. “Happy?”
Susanna prances over to him. “Very. Thank you.”
He sets his intense eyes onto me. They’re a dark brown but they’re ones I could get lost into forever. “You’re not as bold as your friend is.”
