face of fat Mike out front…”
“Oh yeah?” She asks, resting her elbow on the table as she leans into her open palm.
“Yeah.” Jason says, nodding his head up and down slowly. “Maybe it’s not exactly an upgrade from what you’re doing right now, but hey, no late nights!”
Lily smirks, her head swimming as her high hits her even harder.
She reaches out for the joint, pulling it from between Jason’s fingers before bringing it back up to her lips and sucking deeply.
She exhales, coughing slightly before nodding up and down as her head swims.
“Yeah.” She whispers, clearing her throat before raising her voice. “Yeah, why the fuck not?”
Chapter 7
First days on the job are usually rough, but boy, did this one ever take the cake.
Lily sits at the bus stop, gripping her purse against her chest as she sighs out deeply before letting her head fall against the clear bus stop wall.
She looks out onto the street as she hears the rumbling sound of a motorcycle drive towards her before watching Jason get closer and closer, closing the distance between them.
Lily gets up from the bench before stepping out of the bus stop. She walks down the street in the direction he’s coming from, kicking at the sidewalk and looking down at her feet as he pulls up beside her on his white and black bike.
“Hey!” Jason says, turning off his bike and resting his foot on top of the sidewalk. “Good day?”
“No.” Lily whispers, biting the inside of her cheek as she tries to hide her nervous smile. “Not at all actually…”
“Well, what happened?” He asks, chuckling as he lifts his hand.
Lily reaches into her bag, pulling out a small stack of bills before handing them to him.
He counts the money, shrugging his shoulders as he takes half before handing the rest back to her.
She grabs it from him, stuffing it back in her purse before wiping her fingers over her forehead.
“Most people who called me hung up right away.” She says, holding up the phone he gave her. “A lot of people did come meet me, but not many bought. More than a few thought I was suspicious or some sort of cop.”
“Yeah.” He chuckles. “I can see that. After dealing with us for so long, it’s probably a shock to the system to see a pretty girl selling them dope. Eighty dollars isn’t too bad for just an afternoon, though, especially on your first day.”
“I’m just not very good at it, I don’t think.” She whispers.
“Not very good?” He says, shaking his head. “Takes time to learn. I’m sure you weren’t very good on your first day stripping, either.”
“Hey!” She says, scrunching up her face. “I made four hundred dollars my first night stripping.”
“Yeah…” Jason says, his eyes trailing over her tight hoodie. “I could understand why…”
She blushes, biting her bottom lip as she lifts up her bag.
“So, do you want the extra?” She asks. “I have so many baggies left.”
“Nah, keep ‘em for tomorrow.” He says, looking down at his hand before reaching over and pinching the ring on his pinkie between his thumb and his pointer finger and pulling it off of his hand.
“Here.” He says, reaching out and grabbing her hand before placing the ring against her palm. “Wear it. Now no one can tell you you’re not affiliated with the Demonios.”
She gazes down at the golden ring, her mouth agape as she stares at it in her palm before slipping it onto her middle finger.
She lifts her hand up to let the emerald in the center of the coin sparkle as she reads the name of Jason’s club engraved in a circle around the stone.
“Pretty ain’t it?” He asks, watching her nod her head up and down vigorously. “But, hey, hop on. We gotta go. I can take you back to your place, but I just gotta drop you off, I have some shit I need to attend