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“Oh, you can be sure I will.” Sarah sneers, and her contemptuous appearance clearly shows she has no respect for Alaska or me.
Alaska pulls away from me, fixing her shorts into place, and she swings around. “If I get fired…” Alaska gives me an angry glare.
I put my finger to my lips and taste in reply.
She stomps off.
FOURTEEN
Alaska
I’mhelpless to do anything as Jeff marches straight up to the private booth after he shoots me a dark glare on his way.
Louise comes to stand beside me and glances at where I’m looking. Zuko is sitting down, his arm is back on the top of the seat, his legs crossed as they were before, as he listens to whatever it is Jeff has to say.
“What’s going on?” Louise asks.
“Sarah caught me getting finger-banged by the customer,” I tell her.
She coughs, covering her mouth with her hand. “Are you joking?” I raise a brow at her. “Okay, you aren’t. Well, shit.”
“He has great fingers and knows how to use them.” I shrug and glance back at them, exchanging words.
“Shit! She’s going to try to get you fired, isn’t she?”
“Yup.”
“I don’t want to work here if you aren’t here.”
“You’ll be fine,” I reply, patting her on the arm.
“Incoming,” Louise hisses as Sarah approaches us.
Sarah stops directly in front of me, crosses her arms over her chest, and pops one of her hips out. “You aresogoing to get fired, and this place will be so much better without you.”
“Fuck off, Sarah.” I growl out the words, turning around and grabbing a tray before I storm off. I feel like I should have a shirt that says Fuck off, Sarah because whenever she is in the vicinity of me, that’s all I perpetually say to her.
As I make my way to one of my other tables, Zuko spots me. His eyes track my movements as Jeff stands in front of him and talks. I try to assess their body language, but Zuko exhibits his I-own-the-fucking-world attitude, and Jeff is, well, Jeff—boring and bland with a slight hunch in his back.
After serving one of my other booths, I go back to the bar to drop off the empty tray before I step out back. Jeff isn’t far behind me. His black shoes stop when they reach me, and up behind him comes Sarah with a smile so wide on her lips they stretch so much she looks like Julia Roberts as she stands there waiting for… what? I don’t know.
A pat on the back.
Praise for doing a good job.
Probably for me to get fired, so she can gloat.
“Your customer…” Jeff says through gritted teeth.
“She’s a whore. I told you that. And a terrible employee,” Sarah rattles off.
“What about him?” I ask Jeff, totally ignoring her stupid comments.
Jeff turns to Sarah and shakes his head.
“Shut up, Sarah,” he snaps.
Her mouth opens in shock. “How can you talk to me like that?” she argues back.
