Alpha Male Blast from the Past

My future used to look so promising. I graduated from high school at the top of my class and got into Princeton. But then I flunked out of the Ivy League school. Now I'm prancing around in a skimpy French maid outfit while waiting on sleazy rich guys at Parisian Dream. Ag, more like Parisian Nightmare. I don't think things could get any worse until I find myself waiting on Gerald Holland, my former best friend.
And it turns out he's still a little-okay, very-salty about how I rejected him in high school. But though he acts like he hates me, he also acts like he still wants me... WORD COUNT: 7, 300Excerpt:He's treating me like a charity case. If I had a little more pride, I would tell him to take back his money. But I have a stupid amount of student loans to pay off for my one semester of college, so I keep the cash.
"What do you do nowadays?" I ask. Gerald definitely had a glow-up after high school. He lost all of his baby fat and now looks like the stereotypical handsome rich guy from a romance novel. Chiseled cheekbones, a strong jaw, and a sleek blond haircut straight out of an expensive salon. His emerald-green eyes are the same though."I design apps, " he says. "I recently sold one to Google for a pretty penny."That explains the custom-tailored suit and Rolex.
He grins. "Not bad for someone who had a 2.0 GPA in high school, eh?""Not bad, " I murmur. I should be glad for Gerald-and I am-but his success makes my failure all the more painful. In high school, people expected great things from me and expected nothing from Gerald. Yet I'm a Princeton dropout and he is a Rolex-wearing tech mogul."I bet you regret rejecting me in high school."I glare at him. "Did you just come here to rub your success in my face?""That's one reason.
The other reason is I had a burning desire to see you in a sexy French maid outfit." He glances at my cleavage and legs, making me blush. "A wet dream come true."