Page 63 of Hired By My Rich Baby Daddy 2

Ginger.

She stepped back and looked me up and down. From my sneakers all the way up to my ponytail. Then her eyes cut past me into that kitchen at Ozy and came right back to my face.

“What were y’all in there talking about?”

I gritted my teeth for a moment. “My job.” I said it really pleasant. “We were talking about my job. And King, actually. But if you wanna know more about it, you should probably ask my boss. Now…excuse me.”

And I went around her and rolled my eyes.

Bitch.

“Okay. I got my keys, purse, lip gloss, my face powder.”

I was doing that last check before I walked out the door. Then I picked up my YSL Libre, sprayed my whole body down from head to toe, walked through the mist like I always did, and cut my lights off.

I was heading out the door when my phone started ringing.

I dug in my purse quick, thinking it was PB.

It was an unknown number, and this was the fourth call since yesterday. I didn’t really get a lot of those, so I was confused. Then it dawned on me… Carl was blocked.

Maybe it was him?

Oh, shit. Do you even care what he has to say?

My whole heart took off. I ain’t even think about it. I just slid my finger over that answer button.

“Hello?”

“Babe? Finally. What the hell is going on? Why am I blocked? I’ve been trying to call you since yesterday.”

I froze and he continued.

“I had to call you from another number just to get through. What happened?”

“What the hell do you mean, what happened?” I set my purse down on the entry table. “You butt-dialed me and I heard a woman say she loved you. So yeah, I blocked you because you didn’t answer my calls or texts. You really got me fucked up.”

“Wait. What?” His voice went up.

“Are you fucking another woman?” I asked, getting down to the nitty-gritty.

“What? No! Hell no. Why would you even think that?”

“Because I heard you!”

“I know, but baby, listen to me... I think you took what you heard the wrong way.”

And that’s when my blood really started boiling. Because now it felt like he was trying to gaslight me.

“Taken the wrong way? Stop playing with me, Carl! Who was the bitch I heard? And why the fuck did I hear you ask her to marry you?”

He got quiet and my stomach dropped.

“Hold on.” I could hear him moving around on his end. “I think I know what you heard.”

I laughed out loud.

“Oh, you think you know? Then tell me what the fuck is going on.”