The Ex's Blind Date

1: Meeting an ex on blind date

Kaia is nervous as the light above the small diner beams down on her.

It's been two years since her last relationship with her toxic ex. The time with him was sweet and heavenly at first, but it suddenly went downhill when his inner self stopped hiding. He was a brute and cruel person, he cared less for the people around him and she couldn't take it any longer.

She was twenty-five at the time and needed someone she would have children with... A family.

He wasn't the man to do it with her.

So after her long wait and busy work as a waitress at a dinner, Myla, her friend, hooks her up with a single thirty-two year old.

It's a blind date, all she could pray for is for her date not to be unexpected.

She isn't much on what a person looked like on the outside, not after her ex who had always been a hot biker and tattooed maniac, she's more of what's on the inside.

You can't have both. So she believed.

Taking a deep breath, she pushes the door open and steps in, hearing the small bell above her head chime as she continues into the diner.

It was small but isn't packed, even at this time of the hour.

It's not something unusual when all the better and fancier restaurants across the road robed all the customers.

Kaia isn't used to being in expensive restaurants, so even if her blind date offered to meet her somewhere classy,  she insisted it should be in a more comfortable place.

The diner.

Her eyes trailed the entire room as she tries to see whom might be her date.

She remains at the door and reaches her hand down into her purse, pulling out her phone and asking him where he is sitting and what he is wearing.

He quickly replies to her and she glances around the room, trying to catch sight of a man in a white shirt.

Her eyes fall on a man sitting in lonesome at the window with countless empty, half empty and full beer jugs crowding the table.

Her eyes widen in shock as she slowly approaches the man... Scared she's already thrown herself into a life of a drunkard husband...

On their first meeting she would expect him to be more... Disciplined.

Though, even with the beer jugs on the table, he didn't look thirty, he looked well above forty and is having a crisis.

No... Not this... Should I turn back? She thinks to herself as she clenches onto her purse while getting even closer.

The man is on his phone, barely awake as his body sways from the alcohol.

He looks like he's been drinking since long and isn't going to stop until he drops dead.

She reaches her hand out to pat his shoulder when she feels a sudden grip on her shoulder instead, turning her softly to face them.

Her eyes stop on a tall man smiling down at her with a freshly shaved beard that has been well trimmed on the edges.

His shoulders are broad and wide, giving him such a strong masculine frame that stretches down to his slim waist and thighs.

He is handsome, from his square chin and defined jawline that reveal his high cheekbones up to slight feline eyes lined with black and heavy eyelashes.

His brunette hair is combed back into a decent style, clearly not for a date in a simple diner, but it matches his well picked out white tucked in T-shirt and grey trousers.

As though he is just stepping out of the office.

"Hey." He grins down at her as he lets go of her shoulder while she stares widely at him, mesmerized by his clean appearance. "You're... Kaia... Right?"

"Uh... Yeah." She chuckles as she reaches a hand up to tuck her hair behind her ear. "You must be Mr Landers."

"Please, call me Theo at least." He chuckles out as he smiles down at her. "It makes me feel like I'm your uncle."

"Oh, sorry. It's just the way you're dressed, I feel like I need to address you formally." She chuckles back as she glances down to his outfit again, noticing a small chain hanging underneath the shirt around his neck, barely visible with the opening from the single loose button.

"I may have overdressed, seeing how you've dressed so simply." He explains as his eyes scan her simple peach colored dress with tiny flower prints around it.

"Oh... Sorry, I should have tried more but... This is the best dress I have." She chuckles awkwardly. "I... I actually just bought this dress today."

"Don't get me wrong, you look amazing in it." He says in a more quiet voice as he takes her entire body in.

The dress grips her chest as the low sleeves start where the dress ends at her armpits. Mid way down the waist, the dress falls down loosely, like a mid decade style.

And he liked it.

"You're a beautiful woman... Ms Bainbridge." He says as he takes her hand in his, getting her face to turn warm as she stares back at him in shock. "And I hope we have a lovely date together."

"I... I hope so too." She giggles, glancing back at him as the sound of the diner bell chimes once more.

Her eyes turn towards the door as a feminine laugh echoes the silent diner, only to feel all the blood drain from her body as her eyes fall on the familiar set of gray eyes that had always pierced through her soul everytime she started into them.

They gazed back at her, almost as though they knew where to look, unblinking as the figure remains at the door, staring widely back at her.

Stain White.... Her toxic ex boyfriend.

Her body suddenly freezes as she turns her gaze away from him and down to the floor, feeling the room around her begin to spin as her throat closes tight.

No no no... Why.... Why here? Why now!?