BEWARE The Cowboy [BWWM]

Chapter 1 - The Customer

••REILLY's POV•

I moved about the diner seeking out, serving and taking orders as did the two other waitresses working the floor.

There were much people about this time, most sharing quality time with their family's, spouses, significant other and such.

However, one customer, in particular, seemed to stand out.

He sat in a booth, secluded from the other customers.

A black stetson hid his upper face so that only his full lips were visible.

While the other customers enjoyed their meals, he seemed occupied by some thought and what not.

I assumed as a result of the smirk that played on his lips which was the only feature of his I really saw besides the fabric that strained against his bulging arms.

Suddenly, he looked up, catching me  in the act, staring at him like a deer in headlights, revealing his startling pale silvery-green eyes which rooted my feet in place.

At the same time, another customer that I had been dealing with shrieked, drawing my attention back to his table which coffee had been spilt.

"Shoot!" I inwardly groaned at my clumsiness, moreover allowing myself to become distracted by him. "Forgive me!"

I left the booth, returning to the scene of the incident with a towel in hand to wipe up the spill the hot liquid.

I couldn't help but steal brief glances at him.

Dana, another of the girls on my shift, attended to his table.

I finished up before heading into the kitchen to get my next order.

On my way out of the kitchen, Dana approached me, her expression a mixture of annoyance and confusion.

"Hey Reilly, you're up! Mr. Mysterious over there wants you to take his order."

"What? Why me?" It was puzzling. Usually people didn't request a waitress to take their orders but unfortunately nothing about this guy screamed usual. What was this Disney world? McDonalds? No ... it was Ruby's Inn for Pete's sake. "Can't you do it? I'm taking care of another then I'm going on my break."

"No ... Not really!" She batted her eyes at me together with a cheeky smile and a mischievous glint. "I guess you got lucky."

I sighed in exasperation rolling my eyes in defeat.

Who did this guy think he was?

Did he think that he was a king, sitting on his throne?

Did he think he was royalty to summon me?

After delivering my pending order, I tried my best to remain calm and keep a cool front as I approached his table.

My irritation at his specificity seemed to seep through when I cleared my throat signaling to him that I was there.

For some reason, his presence made me unsettled in more ways than one.

Mr. Mysterious didn't acknowledge my presence.

Instead, he remained silent chewing on a piece of wheat.

What was he deaf now?