his hands folded behind his head, Cash stared up at the ceiling, not really seeing anything. His thoughts weren’t inside the room, but on the beautiful woman downstairs on the telephone with her sisters. When he decided to take this trip, he never thought he would end up meeting someone like Rachelle Williams.
She had actually come after him because she felt bad about his situation. Most of his co-workers back home wouldn’t have lifted a finger to give a stranger any kind of help. Instead, they would have called the cops and had him tossed out into the streets. They wouldn’t have given his safety a second thought. He was just grateful Rachelle had a change of heart and allowed him to stay here. She proved that she wasn’t in the same class of people he dealt with to make his money each and every day.
Cash couldn’t help but wonder what Rachelle would think about the way he made his money. Truthfully, he had never thought about any woman’s opinion about his career choice. He couldn’t understand why she was so different, but she just was. In the short period of time that he had been around Rachelle, Cash realized he got pleasure from the way her dark eyes shined when she smiled at him.
What if she found his job distasteful? Just thinking about it made a dull ache form in the middle of his chest.
He couldn’t lie to himself, the money he earned was extraordinary. Nevertheless, with every check he deposited in the bank, something died inside of him. It was beginning to feel like he had lost the true meaning of his dream to be in the public eye. Sure, he was famous, but was it in the right way?
All of his co-workers got a rush chasing after the next celebrity sound bite and having their hands out for a bigger paycheck. He knew they never once stopped to think what any of their stories might be doing to people they talked about on the air.
Wait a minute!
How could he condemn his colleagues when he was just as guilty? His hands were just as dirty as theirs. Hell, they might have gotten a little dirtier over the years. He hadn’t been lying when he told Rachelle he was thinking about a career change.
Getting off the comfortable bed, Cash strolled restlessly around the beautifully furnished bedroom. He couldn’t help but wonder if Rachelle was still on the phone with her sisters. From what he could hear on her end, it seemed like Rachelle had a very close knit and loving relationship with her siblings.
Most of the time, he had a good relationship with his brother. However, he wished that they were much closer. It was mostly his fault. Gerald hated what he did for a living.
The last time his brother brought the topic up to him, they got into this huge fight and he stormed out of the room. They hadn’t spoken but a few times since then.
Maybe he should swallow his damn pride and apologize for losing his temper because Gerald hadn’t done anything wrong, but was truthful. He needed to work through a lot of things concerning his future and his job. Yet, tonight his main focus was getting to know Rachelle better.
“Well, I guess I need to go and see if she’s still on the phone.”
Walking towards his bedroom door, Cash wondered if Rachelle wasn’t off the phone, would there at least be someone still inside the kitchen? He could maybe talk them into fixing him a quick snack. He was so hungry! Or maybe he could dig through the refrigerator himself if Rachelle wouldn’t care. All he wanted to do was get some food into his stomach.
Cash went into the hallway and continued down the spiral staircase until he was standing at the bottom inside the lobby. As he made his way back to the front desk, he noticed the lights were starting to flicker in and out.
“What in the world is going on?” he said. “I swear I’m beginning to think I have some kind of curse on me.” It just didn’t make any sense to him.
“Rachelle, did you see that?” Cash yelled as he continued towards the front desk. “Why are the