almost mocking the heavy gray clouds outside. A storm was coming.
around the chipped ceramic mugs still slick with syrupy coffee rings. Her boots squeaked fai
Of the window. Jane, who is the owner of the diner and head cook, looked u
Jane said, nodding her
and napkin roll. "Maybe this man'll order more than a side
around and
e someone passing through . He didn'
ly under his arm, it could probably cost more than her month's rent. He was a tall man,with b
rbes magazine, not standing in a simple town diner with a neon
py, he looked
eeling of curiosity that stirred in her mind an
ng the job since she could carry a tray. "Welcome to Beth's diner " s
sn't in a rush at all. His eyes were blue and shiny as glas
e said as His voic
Bl
you like your attitude to be served
ch of his mouth, almost like a smirk
lied to her, and faced whatev
to look over her shoulder. What the hell was a man like
leaned close and lowered h
op
ti. Parked ri
ed. "In th
tty sure I saw something about him o
. "That name
ood Global. They just opened tha
e name clicked now there had been something on her news feed about a ruthless acquisit
is table. As she placed the mug down, he looked
said, a littl
heck beside the mug. "Tell me if you need anyt
returned, just slightly
efore it could tu
-
t with one hand curled around the coffee mug, the other hand scrolling through somethin
at was a billionaire doing at a place like this? His car might have probably broken down. though with all his money, sh
distracted, and more alone than someone lik
her tim
slid into the booth opposite him with
ked up
break?" he asked
ursing that cup for over an hour. Thought I'd ma
oved, just slightly. "Not
harge extra
, then said, "Do you talk to
to be noticed while clearly being the most inter
hing that might
" he said finally
grip was warm. Firm. Polished
meet yo
, Mr. Bil
ot my leg
around here wil
top. "Car broke down. Towed to some garage
you're
aren
a puzzle closely. "Must be hard, Bei
lly for the
to know how quie
nough to
at's usually when