by Daria Wright
Her mother’s words ingrained into her. Melina took a deep breath. That had been the last conversation she’d had with her mother before moving out to New York. She had always wanted to – it had been her dream since she was a little girl, and her mother hadn’t supported it. But she didn’t care, she was going to make it. At least that’s what she’d thought a few months ago. Mom might have been right, she thought, though she would never confess it to anyone other than herself. She flipped through the newspaper, looking for anything. Hell, at this point she might even take something a little less… professional. There was no shame in being an escort, right? As long as it pays the bills damn well, she thought.
She knew that she was going to have to start doing whatever it took to be able to pay rent, but the longer she could put off that kind of work, the better. She stopped at the actual classifieds to see what was there. Even if it was just a little bit of work for a weekend, or walking a dog- everything counted, right?
Wanted: Live-in caretaker.
Melina’s head tilted to the left. That was a possibility, right? She was already a live-in house keeper, kinda. She just wasn’t getting paid for it.
Must be willing to live in. Looking for someone to keep house clean, I am a single man who works often, which means you will have the house to yourself a lot. Will be expecting dinners to be made. Please email or call for details.
Melina bit her lip as she reread the ad. It wasn’t ideal and she knew that. I mean, she’d be staying at some random man’s house, but wasn’t it better than sending random men pictures of her feet? Probably. I can always email and see what he says. If he seems off during the emails I won’t reply. And if everything sounds alright then I can just go there and see how it goes. If I give it a shot that doesn’t mean I can’t back out. At this point she needed to try and she knew it. So, she grabbed her computer and typed out an email, sending it to the address that was listed in the classifieds. Now I just have to hope this isn’t some kind of prank someone is playing on a friend. I mean really, who used the newspaper for these kinds of things in this day and age? Not that anyone could trust the online ads any more than they could trust the ones in the newspaper. It didn’t take long for her to get a reply to the ad. Her heart skipped a beat as she read it.
Hi Melina,
It’s nice to hear from you about my ad. You sound like a very interesting woman. It seems I was born just a few towns over from where you used to live! Would you like to meet for coffee sometime so we can discuss details, and meet in person before making anything official? How would this evening work? Around 6:00 at the Molson Café? Let me know if something else would work better.
Best regards,
Josh
Melina’s heart raced as her fingers shook with excitement. It took her a little longer than it normally would to type out a reply, but eventually she got it. She hit send and jumped to her feet. Even though she still had a few hours left, she wanted to find just the right thing to wear. She hadn’t been up for an interview in a long time, and she wanted to ace this one.
Chapter Two
Melina ended out wearing a simple black dress, paired with some flats and a little makeup. She was feeling pretty good about this. They had exchanged a couple more emails and she agreed that she would be the one reading a copy of Harry Potter – that way he would be able to spot her. Sitting down at a table outside she opened the Harry Potter book, but she couldn’t read. She felt like she was about to puke she was so nervous. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves.
“Ma’am?”
Melina looked up. “Yes?”
“I notice you’re reading Harry Potter, you wouldn’t happen to be waiting for anyone, would you?”
Melina looked the man up and down. He was cute, but he was much younger than she expected. Younger than her, even. Her cheeks flushed. He wore a black shirt and black pants.
“I… yes.”
“Right, if you’ll follow me. My employer will be pleased to see you.”
“Your-”
“He was going to come along himself, but something came up. I do hope you don’t mind the change of location.” He motioned towards a car.
Melina swallowed dryly and stood. She had her mind set on this and wasn’t going to turn back now. She was, however, going to make sure she didn’t get into a stranger’s car without at least emailing herself the plate number. Not so discreetly, Melina took a picture of the plate as the man stood with the passenger door open for her. She glanced up as she hit the send button. He gave her a soft smile as Melina crossed over to him and slipped into the passenger seat. She watched as the man circled around and slipped into the driver’s seat, studying him closely as he shifted into drive and they headed towards wherever it was she was supposed to meet Josh.
Her heart was racing the entire time, no matter how many times she tried to take deep breaths and tried to remain unworried. It was hard, but as they made their way to a stop outside a large building right down town Melina was feeling pretty calm. The car came to a stop and the man driving stepped out. Melina took this as her cue to step out of the car as well.
“And… Josh is waiting for me in there?” she asked.
“Yes, ma’am.”
She nodded. Her mind raced. “Who exactly are you?”
The young man smiled as they headed towards a set of glass doors. Melina nodded her thanks and stepped into the building. Her eyes went wide as she looked around. It was huge. He lives here. If he was looking for someone to care for the place was she going to have to clean all of this? I’m not sure I can do that, she thought as the young man fell into pace with her and they made their way towards the elevator.
She turned to look at him as they stepped into the elevator and the doors closed. “What’s your name?”
“I’m Chris, ma’am. My family as been serving the Voughbrights for longer than I can remember.” Voungbright? Sounded fancy. Melina bit her lip. What was she about to get into here? It will be fine, she told herself. “Ma’am, you must understand one thing before meeting Josh in person. He’s… a very unique person. You must be careful not to… push too many buttons.” And for a split second Christ looked worried.
Melina’s heart jumped into her throat. She had no clue what she was supposed to say to that, so she just nodded. “Um, alright. I’ll be careful not to do anything…” anything what? She honestly had no clue what would push his buttons. She was about to open her mouth and ask when the elevator came to a stop and the doors opened. Melina almost gasped when she saw him. He was a foot taller than her, with short black hair and bright green eyes. The kind of eyes that a movie star should have. He glanced over at her, giving her a once over. Melina’s cheeks flushed, part of her wishing she had worn something more form-fitting. She sucked in a deep breath and forced one foot in front of the other as she made her way over to him.
“You must be Melina.”
“Yes, you must be Josh.” She held her hand out for him and they shook.
“I’m sorry to make you come all the way out here. Please sit down and we can talk more.”
Melina took a chance to look around as he guided her into another room. The house looked like something you would see on TV, on some sort of teen drama where everyone’s’ parents were rich and all the 16-year-olds drove Audis. She took a deep breath as her heels tapped softly against the marble floors. Wow, this place is amazing, she thought. I wonder if he lives here alone. No, a man in this house, and looking like him, didn’t live alone. There was no way.
Melina took a fraction of a second to give his behind a once over. Yup, there was no way a man who looked like that didn’t have someone. Even in a form-fitting suit she could see his muscles flex. Sitting down across from him, Melina waited.
“Tell me, do you have many friends?”
“I… no. I only have one person I would somewhat consider a friend in the state,” she admitted. Why would he need to know something like that?
He nodded. “And what do y
ou do in your free time? Why did you move here?”
Melina wasn’t sure what one to answer first. “I came here to follow my dream job. Act-”
“Are you must of a partier?”
“No.”
The questions just kept coming, so fast and nonstop. “Are you in school for anything?”
“No.”
“Are you in a relationship?”
“No.”
“What size are you?”
Melina choked on air. “Excuse me?” Why the fuck would he need to know something like that? Was this some kind of creepy right-out-of-a-porn place that only allowed thin, attractive girls? Well I’ll be failing on one of those accounts. She thought, and for a split second had to force herself not to smile.
“What size do you wear?” He stared at her blankly, waiting.
Melina swallowed dryly. If that was the most personal question he asked it wouldn’t be too bad. Right? She knew she needed the job.
“4.”
He nodded, taking everything in for a couple of seconds. “And you plan to be in the area for a while?”
“Yes. I plan to stay here.”
“For work?”
Melina shrugged. “I don’t have anywhere else to go anyways, so why not stay somewhere it’s nice?” She looked away. She didn’t want to admit that she had no one who would be there for her. She had no one who supported her. Doesn’t matter. I’ll make this work myself. She was going to make it here because everyone told her she couldn’t and she was determined to prove them all wrong. Everyone who had told her all her life that she couldn’t do it. She was going to show them they could. She was going to show her mom that she could make it, without becoming a hooker or a stripper- ideally.
Josh studied her carefully. He didn’t say a word.
“One last thing,” he said looking away from her, “my ad in the newspaper was not quite forthcoming.”
Melina’s heart skipped a beat. What did he mean? She sucked in a deep breath, waiting.
“I’m not looking for a caretaker.”
“But-”
“Yes, I know that is what the ad said, but… the truth is I’m looking for… more.”
“More?” Oh god. I knew this was a bad idea.
“Yes, more. Of course it will take time for us to warm up to each other, and for things to look legit. But eventually, say four of five months down the road, I’d like you to marry me.”
Melina stared at him blankly. Was he asking her to be his girlfriend or bribing her to be his wife? She couldn’t tell.
“Well, what do you say? Of course, I won’t force you into it, and once the paperwork is signed, if you change your mind we can work through that.”
Paperwork? Melina took a deep breath.
“You’ll make $9000 a month, then after the marriage you will have full access to my bank accounts as you see fit.”
$9000 a month?
It’s not like she could say no to that, and she knew it.
There was something about her that he liked. He just couldn’t put his paw- er, hand on it. Maybe it was his other side that liked her. Maybe it was the fact that she looked so angry with him when he asked her dress size. It wasn’t for kinky reasons- really.
A smile spread over his lips. “Thank you for your time, I’ll be sure to have Chris contact you about when you start.” He stood and she followed suit, extending her hand to him. Josh didn’t normally like shaking people’s hands, but this time he did. Like the first time they had shook hands, he didn’t feel anything. His heart skipped a beat. Why? He had gone his entire life feeling it when he touched other people. That urge. The one that made him stay inside so much.
“It was my pleasure.” She gave a wide smile and he took a second to give her one last once over. She was beautiful. Although what she was wearing was simple, it hugged the curves of her body and he loved the way it did. He forced himself to look away from her before he started leering.
As he turned on his heel he headed for the kitchen. She heard Chris offer to take Melina home, but she declined saying that she had somewhere else to go before heading home. Josh pulled his phone out of his pocket and reread the messages they had exchanged. She had given him her phone number in case he needed to call before they’d met.
“Well, sir. What do you think?”
“I think she’s perfect.”
There was something about her that he couldn’t put his finger on, but he didn’t care. She would do a good job, and it was always good for him to have a female around the house. It seemed to calm him. growing up with his mother it had always been easier to control himself. Until she passed away.
“When she touched you….”
“Yes.” Josh didn’t need Chris to finish his sentence. He knew what his friend was about to say, and it was true. It hadn’t tried to take control. Maybe that is just because she’s a girl.
It had been hard to learn how to control, and even still he wasn’t good enough. If he were good enough then he wouldn’t need to hire her for help. I’ll get there. He told himself, but he wasn’t so sure that was the truth. Josh took a deep breath as he turned to his friend. Chris looked happy. His eyes sparkled.
“She’ll be good for the house.”
“She will.” Josh just hoped that he wouldn’t screw this up.
“Sir, relax. Everything will be alright.” Chris said as if he’d been able to read his friend’s mind. He padded over to the counter and poured himself a glass of water. “Really, what is the worst that can happen?”
“I could kill her.”
Chapter Three
Melina couldn’t believe it. It had sounded like she got the job! She was going to finally have somewhere to work. Although she wouldn’t need to pay rent if she was going to be living with him. her heart skipped a beat at the thought. He was gorgeous, but she wasn’t sure how she felt about the idea of living with him. I mean, it’s kinda freaky. I hardly know him. He could be… well, who knows what he could be. She’d just have to sleep with her mace close in case he tried anything with her. I mean, it’s not like he was going to expect her to sleep with him right off the bat, right? He had said they could get to know each other. That counted for something, right? She took a deep breath, her heart raced the entire way to the theatre. She stepped into the theatre to see that several people were already there getting ready.
“Melina!” Jenny called, waving her hand from the stage.
Melina smiled. When Josh asked if she had friends she hadn’t been lying when she said no, Jenny wasn’t quite a friend, but it was the closest thing she had to a friend and everyone needed someone they could rely on, right? Well, Jenny was that. She was someone Melina could talk to.
She made her way to the stage and joined Jenny up there. “How’s it going?”
“You won’t believe what you missed,” Jenny hissed, “Mike and John got into a huge fight.”
Melina listened as Jenny dished all the details. Not that she really cared about the details, but Jenny liked to talk, so Melina listened. Maybe that was one of the reasons Jenny liked talking to her so much. Whatever, it’s just nice to have someone I can talk to if I need to. Though Melina was always careful about what she told Jenny. After all, she knew Jenny liked to gossip.
Melina reached into her purse and pulled out a pair of yoga pants. Something that would be good for stretching. She removed the dress once her pants were on, having worn a tank top under her dress in case she didn’t have a chance to get back to the house before coming here.
Dance had always been her passion. Dance had always been what she wanted to do- so when she was 19 she moved out of her mom’s and to New York, where everyone who wanted to be a famous dancer went- right? The truth is, she’d considered a couple other places, but she had been so caught up in the idea of living here. Now she wasn’t sure that had been her best move.
Finally, Jenny stopped talking. Melina finished nodding, pretending to listen and started her stretches.
“You looke
d like you’ve got something on your mind.” Jenny said.
“Yeah, I just… might have got a job.” She wasn’t going to jinx herself and tell anyone it was a done deal until she started working there.
“Really? That’s great! Doing what?”
Her brow furrowed. The truth was, she didn’t really know. “I um, haven’t gotten all the details yet but it’s looking promising.”
“The details for what?” His silky smooth voice made Melina’s heart skip a beat. She spun to see Seth standing there, a grin over his lips.
“A job that I might have.”
“A job? And here I was worried it might be a boyfriend.”
Melina’s cheeks flushed. While she loved the idea of Josh being a boyfriend, there was something about him… wait. Why would Seth be worried it was a boyfriend? Her heart started to pick up a couple of beats.
“So, are you auditioning today?”
“Yes, are you?”
Seth and Melina had met through Jenny. At first she had thought they were dating, but she quickly realized they were just friends.
“Yup. I hope I don’t get stuck with you.” He gave her a wink. “Not sure I’d be able to pick you up.”
Melina felt her cheeks grow warm. It was true, for a dancer she wasn’t quite the ideal shape. It seemed like no matter how hard she tried to lose weight it just didn’t work. She knew that she was probably the biggest girl in the room, and that never left her feeling confident, but that wasn’t going to stop her from following her dream. She forced a smile over her lips.
“I’m glad to hear you got a job though, you deserve it. I know how hard you’ve been trying to get something. Looks like stuff is finally looking up for you.”
“Thanks, if I could get this part it would be even better.” Melina grinned. She knew she was a good dancer, but it was hard for people to get past the weight. It’s not like she was unhealthy or even very large… she just… wasn’t small enough.
“I’m sure you’ll get the part, eventually. I’ve never seen someone dance like you.” Seth gave her a wide smile.