Meg POV
I hated this job!
The fact that I had to stand almost throughout the day to serve arrogant men and their annoying women was tiring and exhausting enough. Not to talk of the ladies that came along. In their mind, they felt no one could ever be better than them. When in truth they were just lonely rich women looking for someone to frustrate.
Today was one of those days where I had to ground my teeth and restrain myself from cursing. One crazy guy even had the nerve to grab my ass! Not that I didn't bring it on myself with the way my uniform was modified. It was just that I was expecting a more suitable hand to grab said ass. Not jerk offs like the one who did.
To crown it all off, I had to face one of James's customers. There was one I couldn't particularly forget. What was her name again? Annabelle. When James disappeared and left me to cover for him, I had expected a lot of things, but that level of drama wasn't one of them.
