Chapter Two

CHARLOTTE'S POV

"Lottie, table number twelve needs a refill for their drinks" 

Andrew, the manager on shift called out to me.

I blinked up at him, wondering if he didn't see the trays of food I had for a different table

"I'll head over there now" I replied, I've been working my ass off this shift as the other two waitresses who had same shift with me are in the back chatting with the new hot bartender.

"Good" 

I served the couples I had their food order and smiled sweetly at them, I walked over to table number twelve which honestly I didn't want to go, I've worked for Cosbow for two years now and honestly the pay is nice and since the restaurant was located in the heart of Manhattan, we mostly have customers that are cleaner and better dressed since most of them worked white collared jobs in the companies around the restaurant, and again they tipped better, but sometimes you can meet some condescending and crudest people who looked down on our Jobs.

Today, it happens to be the guys seating in table number twelve, I could handle proud and rude people with much manners and....but people I can't handle are creeps and perverts and these happens to be the guys seated there.

"Your refill" I said with much edge to my voice

"Oohh..it's the hot waitress" one of the guys drawled, giving me a once over, while his friend grinned like a Cheshire cat, I had the urge to roll my eyes at them, but that would be considered being rude to the customers, and I didn't want another strike to Andre's list, I've had so many already.

"You know, I could pay better for just a blowjob, having my dick stuck In that lucious mouth of yours.." 

Eww... So disgusting, what does this guy see me as, a hookup girl, I mean, I'm wearing my work uniform, it's a white blouse and black skirt, and in no way does my name tag read.

I rolled my eyes at him and asked

"Would you like to order now?"

"Are you on the menu?, Because I'd love to have a taste of you, I mean an ass like yours should be seated on my..." The creepy blue eyed dude continued, but I cut him, no need to hear what comes out of that potty mouth.

"Since there's nothing else I'll be going" I said leaving the creeps to their drink.

Just then the doorbell chimed, indicating that a new customer had arrived, and then Andre  called out

"Lottie, there are guest coming in, go greet them"

I heard it too, I groaned, fuck it, where are the others I share this shift with, I glanced over at the bar, but didn't see anyone, my bet is there are at the back having a threesome.

I quickly moved to welcome the new guests, I recognize them immediately, we call them hot and hotter, Daniel Lee and Max King, they run the biggest corporations here in Manhattan, these men comes in once a week and are mostly waited by Vanessa, she's the queen bee of this restaurant since she's sleeping with Andre, she had warn other waitresses not to serve them, because she has eyes on them,  she keeps on flirting with them hoping they'll ask for her number, but they both have ignored several times, one time she was blinking her lashes and twisting her neck, Daniel Lee asked her if she was having a stroke and that she should visit the hospital, when we heard it we all laughed at her, so she began saying they were gay since they didn't want to tap her ass.

 I wonder how she would feel if she knew I was waiting on her golden customers, or better how her face would look if she sees this.

I smirked at that and struts towards their table

"Hi, I'm Charlotte, I'll be your waitress tonight" I said with the perfect customer service smile I've got to practice for two years.

"Hello Charlotte"  hotter responded, a smile dancing on his lips, I got star strucked for a moment, Max King was known as the hottest single billionaire for a reason, and this must probably be it, one could not stop staring at his face.

"Would you like to get started with something to drink?"

"Yes, I would like a Martini for a start, Daniel, what would you like?" He looked over to Daniel, who was furiously typing away on his phone, with every click, whomever he was texting was feeling the heat of his anger.

"He would like a Martini as well" He replied, I took note of it as I walked over to the bar, Philip, the old bartender was there, and so I got the order, I walked over to the both of them, placing their drinks on the table,

"You're not the waitress who always took our orders" I heard Daniel Lee inquire, but Max answered

"Yes, this is Charlotte" 

Daniel gave me a glance, but I couldn't read the expression in his face, why was he staring at me like that, his gaze made me conscious of my body.

Thank you for the drink Charlotte" he finally said

I was taken aback for a moment, His voice was so deep, like that of a baritone and that was sexy as hell, I watched as his Adam apple gobbled as he swallowed the drink, I've known Mr Lee as a hard man, I once watched his interview and watched the way he answered the interviewer's questions with direct answers and when the interviewer tried to get personal, he ended the interview and walked out, I gathered from the comments that the interviewer was interested in him.

If he cut off his snobbish attitude and smile more he is sure to have ladies lining up for him too, is not like he is having less, but with such standoffish personality, it sure is a total turn off.

I was about to go to the backroom when Andre called me yet again.

"Charlotte, table twelve needs to get their bill, should I keep reminding you to do your job ?" he sounded annoyed, but I wanted to remind him that I wasn't the only one who was on shift tonight and that Sophie and Claire had been hiding out since the shift started, but like everytime I want to stand up for myself, I backed down and walked up to table twelve.

Creepy blue eyed dude was more drunk than he was earlier and he hailed me as I walked over to their table,

"Isn't it my curvy, sexy waitress, why don't you come home with me huh"

I just ignored him and turned to his friend who was less tipsy and could have a conversation, 

"The bill, should I spill the checks?"  I asked

"No, I'll pay" his friend responded, bringing out his card.

After handing them their bill, I tried to take out the used glasses, that when I felt it, a hand on my butt as he groped it

"Ahh, what should I pay to have this?"

This was the height of it, I knew once in a while we get creeps like this, but they never took it this far, I mean everything be did or said to me was sexual harassment, but because I worked for customer service, I've ignored like a professional I was, but this, I won't take it.

"Gbam!!!" 

It was the only thing that was heard as I just kept on glaring at the creepy dude, who was holding his bleeding nose, yes I hit him, I hit him hard with the tray I was holding.

"Fuck you bitch!!!!!" He cursed, his voice was loud, that everyone was gathered around us including my fucked up colleagues who had been hanging out back.

"She fucking hit me!!" 

Andre walked over trying to calm down Mr creepy.

"Nah, I want her gone, fired, you ugly fat whore, watch how your job ends for fucking hitting me!!" He spat

"He groped me, that's sexual harassment"

 I tried to explain to Andre, but one look at him and knew there was no reason to, he knew about Sophie and Claire hiding out back while they left only me to handle a three person Job, he made sure of it, he knew about this creepy dude flirting, and is now going to take his side, I knew the reason and that's because I refused to sleep with him like the others had and I'm paying for it.

"Charlotte, you have no right to hit a customer, he is an Important guest here, you're always troublesome, I have no choice but to-" I cut him off, not letting him finish the sentence,

"Don't say it, I quit, fuck you Andre and fuck them" I said vehemently, turning to where Sophie and Claire stood watching with wide eyes.

"I guess with me gone, they get to do their job"

I walked out to the backroom where I had my bag in a locker, taking my stuffs I walked out from the restaurant with my head held high.