Chapter 2 SECOND CHAPTER

Her dancing schedule is at twelve o'clock every night. A taxi picks her up at the house of her gay boss where she and her mother are staying. She goes home after an hour and a taxi takes her home again. Her client always calls a taxi to pick her up every night. The taxi brings her every night to a condo near Diva's place.

She had been dancing for her client for five months now but she really doesn't have any clue on what his face looks like. She was expecting that her client would be an old man with a big belly. However, based on the physical posture that she can see, her client obviously takes care of his physique,

She doesn't even know his name, Diva just always calls him Mr. MC.

They also never talk so she never heard his voice. Her only job really is to dance for him and then he leaves immediately after that and lets her get dressed in the room with a small stage ready for her to dance.

There is no bed in that room. She thinks that the man has actually customized that room so that she can have a small stage where she can dance.

She did not regret her decision because the money she earned just by dancing was a big help. She was able to hire a physical therapist for her mother. Next week, they will also move to their own place because she is already ashamed to stay longer in Diva's place especially when her boss doesn't accept any amount of money from her as her share. Diva and his boyfriend even tried to convince her to just stay so she can save more money for her mother but they eventually understood her decision in the end.

They moved into a small house. It has two bedrooms and a small living room and kitchen.

The female physical therapist she hired comes to their house at eight in the morning and ends her shift at five in the afternoon. The place was quiet so she wasn't too worried every time she leaves her mother for more than an hour to dance for her client. She has seen great improvement in her mother's condition since she took professional help for her.

Every Saturday she goes to the mall to buy the things they will need at home. That's her routine. She wears the opposite when she is not dancing. Her body was always wrapped. Her favorite thing to wear is the long dress up to her heels. She knew that her clothes looked so old-fashioned but they still couldn't hide her beauty. So many people still stare at her even though she looked like an old spinster because of the way she dresses.

She was currently carrying five packs of sanitary napkins and was on her way to the cashier to get a trolley basket that could hold her purchases when suddenly someone bumped into her. The packs of napkins she was holding were already scattered on the floor. She immediately bent down to pick them up.

"Oh! I'm sorry, Miss," the man who had bumped into her apologized. He also bent down to help her pick them up.

Blushing as she took the napkin he handed her.

"It's okay. Thank you," she replied not looking at him.

"Ahm, Miss, let me help you carry those things," the man offered.

She turned to him to decline his offer. She saw that the man who stared at her face seemed stunned. She also stared at his handsome face. She thinks they are about the same age.

"It's okay," she replied.

"No, I insist," he replied and took the other packs she was carrying and accompanied her to get the trolley basket.

"Thank you," she looked at him with a smile as he placed her carry-on earlier in the basket.

The man smiled and he became even more handsome in her eyes.

"I'm Red, by the way," he introduced himself even reaching out his hand to her.

"Sam. Samantha," she replied sparingly and shook hands with him as well.

She even felt him squeeze her hand before releasing it.

"Can I ask for your number?" he smiled as if trying to make himself look cute.

She just stared at his smiling face for a long time. She was hesitant but she thought he looked kind so she agreed. He handed his phone to her so she could save her number there. Smiling she got his phone and entered her number then returned it back to him.

"Okay, I'm going to save it and put your name as Nap," his eyes glazed over looking at her.

"Nap?" she asked in astonishment.

"Short for napkins. If it weren't for those things you're carrying, I probably wouldn't have met you," he said jokingly.

"Hey! It sounds awkward," she said laughing.

"No, it's cute," he said seriously.

He looked at his watch and then looked at her.

"Oh, no! This will make my older brother angry. I'm going to call you later if it's okay? I'm leaving first because my bossy brother's eyes might have turned white while waiting for me," he laughed after saying that.

"Okay," she smiled shyly at the man as well.

He turned around but faced her again.

"Nice meeting you, Nap," his teasing eyes looked at her as he said that then hurriedly turned around and left.

She was still smiling as her gaze followed the man away.

He called in the evening around ten o'clock in the evening. He is a funny man and she was having a good time talking to him. She did not realize that it was almost eleven o'clock. She needs to prepare because she was about to dance again for Mr. M.C.

"Red, sorry if I have to say goodbye for now because I have some works to do. Can you just call me again tomorrow?" She was forced to say goodbye.

"What are you going to do at this hour?" he questioned.

"Ahm, I still need to take care of my mother. She had a mild stroke," her only reply.

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear about your Mom. Okay, good night then."

"Thank you. Bye, Red. Good night," she immediately hung up the phone.