“Goldie…”
“What?” I placed my hand on his chest and ran it along his muscular pec. He sucked in a sharp breath of air from my gentle caress. Fuck, I was ready to explode. I wanted him so bad and not just because he was a man and I needed someone to hydrate my parched lady cactus, but because I needed him, Kace. From the minute I met him, I wanted him to touch me, hold me, and fuck me.
“Stop.” He grabbed my wrist and held it out in front of him. “We can’t do this and I don’t want to. You’re…you’re not my type and I would rather keep my job than give it up for what could be a half decent lay.”
Half decent lay? He did not just say that!
“You’re not worth it. Now if you don’t mind, I would like to actually get some sleep. Why don’t you do us all a favor and leave tomorrow morning, so we can fill your spot with someone who actually has the potential to be a Jett Girl?”
“You’re an ass.”
“Spot on, genius,” he said mockingly. “Let me know if you need help packing your bags, I would be more than happy to assist you.”
With that, he took off, leaving me completely punctured and speechless. I have had some mean things said to me, and I have dealt with my fair share of negative comments, but I have never been told off like Kace did to me tonight.
His words rang through my head as I tried to go to sleep. He hadn’t even given me a chance, but then again, maybe he was right. I couldn’t even get two drinks right, how could I remember a whole choreographed dance?
As I soaked in the beautiful surroundings of my temporary home, I thought how I probably should just leave. If Jett’s non-existent invitation to join him in the Bourbon Room wasn’t an indication of me not belonging in the club, then Kace’s rather uncensored opinion of me was.
Chapter Nineteen
“Dark Horse”
Goldie/Lo
Rays of sun pierced through my closed lids as I tried to fight the morning light and sleep a little longer. I knew this was my last morning in the Lafayette Club and I wanted to soak in as much of it as possible.
I was still hurting from last night. Kace made it quite clear that he didn’t think I could make it as a Jett Girl and he didn’t think I belonged in the club, let alone his presence. What I didn’t get was, why? Why did he have such strong hateful feelings toward me?
My eyes finally opened and, as I scanned the room that gave me hope for once in the past nine years of my crap life, I felt a tear trickle down my face as I tried to figure out what I was going to do. I didn’t have a job. I didn’t have a place to live, although Lyla would most likely invite me back to the apartment, but I didn’t want to go back there.
I most likely didn’t have a job back at Kitten’s Castle. Who knew how Jett had ended my job there? I was worse off than when I came here and what was even worse was the fact that I had gotten used to the rich dwellings, the plentiful food in my stomach, and the feeling of someone watching over me and taking care of me.
Needing to get my day started, I threw the covers off my legs for the last time and dangled my feet off the high bed. I looked at the flowers I received from Jett and took in their scent. They were so beautiful…just like me he said. I was going to miss…
“What’s this?” I murmured to myself as I saw an envelope on my nightstand propped up with my name on it. It wasn’t there before, so someone must have put it in my room, either early this morning or last night.
I tore it open, showing absolutely zero grace, and read it.
Lo,
I send my deepest regrets and apology for what you had to go through last night. I want you to know the behavior of those two men was unacceptable and is not tolerated. Their memberships to the club have been revoked, effective immediately, and infinitely terminated.
Last night was an incident I never would have wished upon one of my girls and the way Kace reacted was out of line. He has been warned. You and the other girls are to be treated with the utmost respect because you deserve it. You hold the cards in this house, all of you do. We are all at your mercy, so next time another member, myself, or Kace treats you without respect, you are allowed to leave and remove yourself from that situation because you are better than that, you deserve better than that.
You deserve to be treated like a Queen.
I don’t want last night to deter you from moving forward. I have been watching you and the way you interacted with the girls and a couple of the members last night; you are the exact fit I was looking for. You bring light to this dark house. No wonder your parent’s named you Goldie, your golden rays fill this house with the kind of refreshing attitude we needed.
I look forward to seeing more of you and watching as you grow into a Jett Girl because I have never been more sure about anything in my life than you being here.
-Jett
The man had to know he was good at writing letters because in a matter of seconds, he stripped me down and bared my broken soul and sewed it back up with a couple of words.
A couple of seconds ago, I was ready to pack my pathetic pillow case and walk out the wrought iron gates of this beautiful house, but after reading Jett’s card, I felt invigorated and ready to work my ass off to prove Kace wrong and Jett right.
I went to my closet, put on my workout clothes, grabbed my phone and ear buds and went down to the little gym that we had access to. The girls wouldn’t be down there yet and, if I wanted to become a Jett Girl, I had a lot of catching up to do and that meant I had to put in the extra time.
Kace could go fuck his own dick for all I cared. I was going to show him what a giant ass he was and how far he shoved his foot in his mouth last night. He might be hot as hell and I might have wanted to straddle him and take what I wanted last night, but not now. Now all I wanted was to drive him crazy with proving him wrong, but also drive him crazy with the body he didn’t think was good enough.
I smiled to myself as I turned on my workout playlist and started the treadmill. Kace was going to get a rude awakening. Not only was he going to be told, but he was going to be in physical pain from dealing with my scantily-clad body.
Babs walked in the room and stopped instantly when she saw me already working up a sweat.
“Good morning,” she said, as she got on the treadmill next to me.
Pausing the treadmill, I turned toward her and straddled the conveyor belt.
“Can I ask you a favor?”
“Sure,” she said, as she took a drink from her water bottle.
“Can you teach me everything there is to know about being a Jett Girl?”
A small smile crossed Babs’ face. “It’s about time, girl. You sticking it to Kace?”
“I want to do a lot more then stick it to him, but yes, I want to show him that I was born to do this. I want to prove him so wrong.”
“Thank God. I have been waiting for you to finally crack. Kace has been a total dick to you. Don’t worry. I’ll rally the girls and we’ll get you in prime Jett Girl shape. We’ll have you on stage doing a solo in no time. You’ve already got the looks and the body; you just need to learn the attitude.”
Excitement coursed through my body at the thought of being totally made over…not physically, but mentally and emotionally. This was it for me. I was going to be a Jett Girl if it was the last thing I did and I was going to be the best Jett Girl in the club because I had the four best girls with all different traits to teach me.