HIS ADDICTION

Chapter 2

Maelie's POV

Its almost midnight and I'm beginning to get tired already.I haven't had a break since we started. There are birthday parties, bachelorate parties, engagement parties, graduation parties and I even served a table that were celebrating the divorce of one of their friends amazing right? I've had a few stubborn drunkards but that's just a normal night for a waitress. "Hey Bobby can I get a shot of tequila please this night is killing me I need to recharge my social batteries before I scream at someone" I tell our bartender and he smiles at me." You know you should not be drinking at work right? " he tells me. " C'mon Bobby you know I handle my liqour just fine plus its only one shot" I tell him as he pours tequila into a shot glass and pushes it to me. " Now I feel better , thanks Bobby" I tell him and he hand me the second glass. I drink it down and we talk for like a minute or two and that is when I feel like I'm being watched. I look around and I don't spot anyone watching me.

I head to the washroom to wash my face and retouch miy make up. "Hey love you okay Bobby told me you had a few shots of tequila" Cherry asks me as she walks in. "It was just two and I am fine I was just running low on my social battries." I tell her. "You okay, you look stresses up." I ask her and she says she is okay.

"I just ran into my ex but its nothing."She says as we head out." and besides I met someone I may be going home with tonight" she continues and now I'm convinced she is okay. " Don't forget to tell me when you will be leaving with person." I tell her and we part ways. "Table 22 at the vip section wants you to take their orders" another waitress tells me. I thank her and head up to the vip section.

I see a table of four at the corner. Three of them looking in my direction as I walk up to them and I look back just to make sure there's no one else behind me. One of them is looking at something in his phone and he looks kind of pissed. I don't see his face but I can tell he is pissed." Hello may I take your orders please" I tell them. The guy who was on his phone looks up to me and for a moment I forget to breath. He has the most beautiful green eyes I've seen. He looks at me for a second and turns back to his phone. Ouch! that hurt and I don't know why. I take their orders and head to the counter for their drinks and one thing I'm sure of is that they are not your regular wealthy guys.

I bring them their orders and the guy who was on his phone earlier asks me to pour them their drinks.

I feel irritable at this point but I do it anyway. I walk to him and bend to pour his drink and I feel his breath too close to my neck and it gives me goosebumps. His face is too close to mine and his scent is intoxicating. I have never felt drawn to someone like this before. My hands are sweating and shaking at the same time and I spill the drink on the table. "f**k! I.. I..I mean I'm sorry " I statter as I look for a napkin to wipe the table with. I'm still shaken up and my emotions are running wild I reach for his hand and wipe unconsciously of course. Had I not been shaken up I would not have done that. I look up and find all the others looking at me with shocked faces. "I'm sorry the night has been long." I finally find my voice and regain my composer. "You gentlemen can forgive a lady just this once right" I smile at them and they still stare at me and now I'm confused. "I'll get going if you guys need anything just press the button and I'll be right back." I tell the and scurry off before I mess up again.

I run to the locker room to calm my nerves. "Maelie that should never happen again.You need this job so get your s**t together and go out there and continue working." I tell myself.

I like having conversations with myself. It calms me most of the times.I head out and take other orders and the feeling of being watched comes back again and this time I am certan I am being watched. I' m not the paranoid type but I feel the hairs at my back rising and a chill runs down my spine.

"Mealie a client has requested for a private dance. He is in room nine." Brian walks up to me and says. " but I still have orders" I tell him . I don't feel like doing a private dance especially when I am feeling this flustered. " Someone else will do that , this client is important and has specifically asked for you, I can't offend this guy so please Maelie just that one dance and then maybe you can leave early." I can't really turn him down and my rent is also due so maybe he will be generous with his tip.