You’re a gem.” Willow ran a hand over her hair. “You will get your chance.”
Would she?
Gabby doubted it.
She washed her hands and dried them on the towel. There was no point clinging to hope. “No, I won’t. I am a lost cause, Willow. No one is ever going to give me a job. I am good for nothing.”
“No, you are not.” Willow hugged her. “And don’t you dare say something about my best girl, do you hear?”
Best girl? She wasn’t anyone’s best girl. And never would be. Her life was a mess, and it would never be happy and bright.
“You listen to Willow, girl. She always gives the right advice,” said a low, throaty voice.
Gabby turned to look at the speaker. Hunky, handsome Nick Parker sat on the stool. His keen, green eyes were fixed on her. She’d seen him often enough in the clubhouse. He was their treasurer and carried much authority. Easy on the eyes, and of a pleasant demeanor, he caught her attention but she didn’t act on her impulses. Her other work kept her busy enough, and she didn’t have any intention of hankering after a guy only to see him reject her.
She didn’t see the need to reply, but being rude to the treasurer wouldn’t be a wise thing. “Sure,” she said.
He raised an eyebrow. “You don’t believe me? Willow turned my life around. I was a hotshot, cocky boy looking to pick a fight. She was the one who encouraged me to join the club.”
“You’re still the best fighter,” murmured Willow, but she said it in an affectionate, easy way that indicated that she was joking.
“But now I pick and choose my battles.” He laughed. “Heard you didn’t get a job?”
Gabby wasn’t surprised. There were few secrets in the clubhouse. “Yeah. Didn’t have the right background, the correct education, or experience.”
“You could always stay here. We pay you well and if you stay long enough, I will make sure we increase the money you get.”
Did she have another choice?
Not really!
“Yeah, thanks.”
He cocked his head. His eyes bored into hers with an intensity that indicated that he understood her thoughts more than she wanted him to. Nick wasn’t much of a talker. She was surprised that he was taking the trouble to single her out for some attention.
What did he want in exchange?
Immediately, Gabby felt bad for her ungrateful thought. The members of Hell Brigade were more than fair to her. Not one of them ever made her feel as if she was a bonded servant or a hooker. Instead, she was given respect and encouragement. And right now, they were the only friends she had.
“If you want, you could study. Do home schooling. I am sure some of the men would be happy to assist you. If you complete your high school diploma, your chances of a job would increase.”
Surprised by his suggestion, she stared at him. “Home schooling? But I wouldn’t know how to go about it.”
“I could guide you.” He lifted a powerful shoulder. His blond hair gleamed in the bright light. “It’s not a big deal. Another girl did it two years ago, didn’t she, Willow? Now, she is working in the canteen of one of those big hospitals.”
“Yeah!” Willow nodded. “And you earn enough to pay for books and other such things that you would need. Nick could enroll you in one of those support programs. There is an organization that helps with paperwork and exams and stuff, and they don’t charge anything.”
Hope bloomed in her heart. Dare she take the offer? How long would it take for her to complete her degree? And would it serve any purpose?
She wasn’t sure.
Gabby bit her bottom lip. “I don’t know. It seems like a lot of hard work.”
His laughter echoed in the room. “Nothing worth gaining is ever simple, girl. If you are looking for the easy way out, you are going to be disappointed. But if you are ready to buckle down and do your part, you may make something good