He was the most handsome guy I’d ever seen in my life, so beautiful that I couldn’t take my eyes off him and I was meant to be serving him coffee.
“Excuse me, miss?” A voice from behind me spoke.
I turned around, plastered a fake smile on my face and gave directions to the toilets.
“It was a black coffee with no sugar, right?” I asked the sex god in front of me.
“Right, I’m sweet enough,” He chuckled.
Yes you are, I silently agreed.
“That will be two dollars please,” I spoke without a stutter and was quite proud of myself.
He placed two American bucks on the table and grinned. Why was I so lame? He’d never be interested in a girl like me, I earn 40 dollars a week, I have absolutely no family and a few friends. Who could ever be interested in a fuck up like me?
“Back again?” I smiled sweetly.
“What can I say? You serve good coffee,” He smirked and looked at me with those big beautiful blue eyes.
“You aren’t from around here are you?” I asked as I poured the hot brown liquid in to a mug.
“What makes you ask?”
“You have a wonderful tan, I can’t remember the last time the sun was out for more than an hour,” I spoke quietly.
“I am from Los Angeles. I’m here on business,” He grinned.
“How exciting, I bet its beautiful there,” I giggled, “Enjoy your coffee sir.”
It was 8pm on a Friday night, it was my night to sing, I was slightly nervous since the gorgeous man was sat watching me.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, Ruby White,” Marshall yelled in to a microphone.
I closed my eyes and began to sing ‘Lifehouse – You and Me’. I opened my eyes to a cheering audience; Friday nights were always the busiest.
“You have a hell of a beautiful voice,” Sexy business man complimented.
“About the only thing going for me,” I smiled a painful smile.
“You have it all Ruby. Beauty and the voice, don’t think any different, when do you finish work?”
“Now… Why?” I ask suspiciously.
“I’d like to take you for dinner.”