Chapter 3 Things are startin to look up
The next day Trish tagged along with Raven towards Demonica's, Raven had talked to her boss this morning and now all she had to do was meet him. Trish had no idea what she could wind up doing but she figured that whatever it was it wouldn't matter, or as long as she got paid. When Raven held the door open for her, Trish was a little surprised at the club in front of her, nothing about it screamed seedy-shit hole, gentleman's club might be pushing it but it was certainly up there. The club wasn't open yet, but there were still people bustling around getting the club ready for tonight.
"Ah Raven, how are you?" John kissed her cheek making Trish tint with a little awkwardness. He looked to Trish, a heart warming nerve calming smile on his face. "And this must be my new stock-taker?"
Trish shook his hand nervously, "I'm Trish"
"John"
He wasn't anything near what she expected, for one thing he was young looking, a broad handsome face with eyes so blue it was like looking at the sky. He was very bulky, muscle pouring everywhere, and lastly she thought he would be in a pimp suit, instead he was in cut off jean shorts and a very bright green shirt.
"So Trish, have you ever done stock take before?"
"Um no" Trish answered timidly, she wasn't sure if was the nerves or just the fact that John was so huge and freakishly attractive, she had no idea what the hell was going on her body, but it was weird. Weird and inviting.
John gave her a soft look, before asking gently "Can you count?"
Raven smacked up side the head, "Don't be a prick Cena"
John rubbed his head, it was weird for Trish. She expected a quick firing or at least anger instead John just laughed it off and turned back to Trish. "She's always hittin me, I would fire her but as it turns out, Raven has more brains than people realise"
Raven smiled sweetly, "Aw thank you Cena, that almost sounded kind"
John ignored her and study the blonde beauty in front of him "I didn't mean to sound like a prick, the last girl I had couldn't read therefore she couldn't count so I had to take her off stock take because she couldn't do the job"
"Did you fire her?" Trish couldn't help but feel sorry for nameless girl number one, but that was Trish all over, always thinking about everyone except herself.
John let out a chuckle, "That would make me a prick and I don't exactly enjoy Raven slappin me, no I gave her a different job and paid for her literacy classes."
Trish couldn't help but melt a little, John seemed so damn perfect, it was still a wonder why he ran a strip joint. She was even more surprised that his hand was free of a wedding band. Trish pulled herself together "Yes I can read and count, but nothing past four"
John chuckled at her attempt at joking, at least the pretty blonde had a sense of humor, you had to have one with Raven around. Raven squeezed Trish's shoulder with friendly comfort, it made her knees weak, it was a good thing she had taken a seat when it was offered. Raven stayed with Trish while John gave her the official interview, she was doing better than fine. Raven could tell that John already liked her, she felt a stab of jealousy before the calm reasoning took over. Trish wasn't her's. Yet. After about an hour Trish was on her way with Raven smiling from ear to ear, she found out right then and there that she had the job. Things were slowly patching themselves up.
"Raven can I ask you something?"
"Sure"
"Is John? You know? That way?"
"Gay? No"'
"Seems weird that he ain't married"
Raven shrugged, she thought it was weird too but John and commited relationships didn't seem to happen. "We have our baggage I guess"
Trish nodded knowing all too well about baggage, she didn't have baggage, she had luggage.
"Besides John don't seem overly lonely, if you know what I mean"
Trish's brown eyes bulged in shocked awe, "No!"
Raven just winked but didn't say yes or no. Trish couldn't help the quiet disappointment that came through her soul. Her dream girl Raven was taken and straight, and not that mattered but attractive boss John was also taken. It was all disappointing confusion.
