Roman arrived at 11.50 AM. He had dressed casually but nice in a new pair of blue jeans and a black t-shirt. Everything hugging him in the right places so Farah would be able to see his muscles through the clothes and of course his tattoo on display. Most women were drawn to that tattoo for some reason.
The front door opened just as he left his car. Fandango stood there in a pair of purple fringe pants and a tight, white tank top. Fandango always loved to show his body and his weird fashion choices. Roman liked Fandango though. The stripper wasn't ashamed of anything. He was a proud man like Roman was. Both of them had made a name for themselves but in two completely different ways. Fandango was a stripper, Roman owned a chain of hotels.
"Hi, Roman. Lunch is already ready. I had sandwiches delivered from Lana's. They're the best in town," Fandango said.
"They sure are," Roman agreed.
He turned around when another car drove up. He frowned when he saw who it was.
"What is Bray Wyatt doing here?" He asked.
"Business talk," Fandango answered.
Bray stepped out of his car with a grin on his face and waved at the two men. Roman had never cared much for Bray. They ran into each other often like at the party the night before but they didn't interact much. Bray owned a successful club. To Roman it was just some high fashion strip club. To Bray it was more sophisticated and more safe for the women. Roman had never gone to actually see it and he never planned to either.
"Hi, Dango," Bray walked up to them. "And Roman. I didn't know you would be attending lunch too."
"I'm here to see my friend," Roman crossed his arms.
"Wow, down boy. I didn't mean anything by it," Bray said.
"Do you wanna fight it out in the courtyard before we go inside?" Fandango asked.
"No need," Bray answered. "I don't mind Roman being here."
"We're not barbarians," Roman said.
"Good. Come inside then," Fandango said.
They walked out in the kitchen where the sandwiches were already on display on a silver tray. Roman didn't look at the sandwiches. He looked at the woman taking out four cold colas from the fridge. She was in a knee long, flowy, light blue dress. She wore that same hat again. She looked at the two men with a smile and Roman noticed her grey-green eyes. Matte colors both of them. Matte green close to the pupils, moving out in a matte, dusty grey.
"Farah, this is Roman and Bray," Fandango introduced them. "And this is my cousin Farah."
"Hi, guys," she greeted them.
Roman focused on her voice. Only two words and he was ready to hear more. Fandango had said she wanted to be a singer. He wanted to hear her sing to him.
"Sit down," Fandango said.
They sat down and grabbed a sandwich each. She didn't seem fazed by the two strangers at Fandango's kitchen table. If they were her cousin's friends, she didn't have a problem with them.
"Have you thought about it?" Bray asked.
"If you're gonna do it, I wanna be in on it from the beginning," Fandango said.
"Do what?" Roman asked.
"A women's night in my club with male dancers instead. I don't know if it'll hit off but I'd like to try. Fandango's name will draw in a big bunch," Bray said.
"You don't have enough in putting women on display?" Roman asked.
"Why is it you only have a problem with strippers when it comes to my line of work but not when it comes to Fandango?" Bray asked.
Roman felt angry but he hid it. Bray had called him out on it, and Bray was right.
"And my girls aren't strippers," Bray looked at Farah. "They're dancers."
Roman sneered and looked down. Bray might have won this round but that didn't mean Roman had to face defeat all together. Instead he looked at Farah and put on a smile.
"Fandango tells me you want to be a singer," he said.
"I do," she said.
"Would you mind singing for me?" He asked.
"What? Right now?" She asked.
"I don't see why not," he answered. "Audition for me."
She looked over at Fandango and got a nod in return. With her cousin's silent approval, she started singing "The Devil Inside" from the Dark Country 5 album. Roman's jaw dropped. She sure could sing. He couldn't remember the last time he had heard anything that beautiful. He wasn't the only one staring in surprise. Bray was mesmerized too. Fandango sat with a proud smile on his face.
"Wow," Roman and Bray said simultaneously.
She blushed and reached for her cola as an excuse not to say anything.
"I have an opening at one of my hotels," Roman said.
"An opening for what?" She said.
"Roman has bands in all of his hotels," Fandango said.
"In the restaurants," Roman said. "I had to fire a singer recently because she fell pregnant."
"You don't want a big woman to sing?" She asked.
"My singers serve a fantasy. The lonely business man passing through, thinking he has a chance with a woman like that if he just smiles long enough at her and hands her a good tip. They don't want to know these women might have boyfriends or families," he said.
"A fantasy," she said lowly.
"The job is yours if you want it. I got a band lined up already. You can come practise with them tonight and start tomorrow," he said.
She looked over at Fandango to make sure her cousin approved of Roman.
"Your choice," Fandango said. "No dick sucking. I swear."
"What the fuck?" Roman laughed.
"Right, you were with Mandy last night," Bray smirked at Roman. "I might be the only man in town to still not have jumped on that."
"Because you're the only man not on her list," Roman smirked back.
"You two are acting like fucking kids," Farah broke through. "I don't know why you got some weird competition going on, but please, leave it at the door."
"Feisty," Bray grinned at her.
She sent him a smile back in return. These two could butt heads all they wanted but not inside her cousin's home.
"I'll take it," she looked at Roman.
"Great," he smiled widely. "Let's go shopping then."
"Shopping?" She asked.
"Remember, you're gonna be a fantasy," he said.
"Will the dresses at least cover my ass?" She asked.
"Not that type of fantasy," he laughed. "You're gonna be wearing long dresses but we're gonna aim for formfitting with low cuts and long slits."
"Boobs and legs," Bray said. "Like my girls."
"Except she'll actually be wearing clothes," Roman said.
She stood up before she barked at the two men again. Better to separate them.
"Alright, let's go shopping," she said.
Roman grinned at Bray as he stood up too. Bray might have won the first round today but Roman had just won the second one.