Gamble, Book One

Chapter 2

After checking in and bringing the essentials, Sam Winchester stood alone in the empty hotel room, debating on staying up or turning in. Sighing, he chose neither. Packing up his laptop and locking the door behind him, Sam stood on the outside of the hotel room for a few moments.

Scanning his surroundings, Sam contemplated joining Dean at the bar but instead, spotted a diner across the street. Mind already made up, Sam walked across the street to the quant little stop thinking a warm meal would help calm his nerves.

A bell dinged as he opened then closed the door. The interior of the 'Silver Diner' had a classic retro vibe from the checkered black and white floors to the wood paneled walls to the jukebox in the corner. A couple of truckers occupied the counter, but otherwise, the diner was dead.

Sam shuffled to a booth and picked up the plastic menu as he waited for a server. At that time, only three employees were on the clock; the owner who was manning the stoves, his wife and co-owner cleaning in the kitchen, and a young waitress who waited on the truckers who was now making way for the new customer. She stopped in her tracks and pivoted on her heel, reentering the kitchen after seeing the attractive male.

"Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh. My. God!" She exclaimed, earning a look from the co-owner, Lydia.

"What's the matter honey?" She drawled. The younger female was breathing heavily now and Lydia was afraid the poor girl was about to have an attack.

"There's another customer out there!" She hissed.

"And...?" Lydia questioned, waiting for more of an explanation.

"He's gorgeous!" Puzzled, Lydia pushed past her and peeked out the door, seeing the newest guest.

"Hmmm...that he is," she replied simply. "Can you go take his order please honey," she said, resuming her cleaning duties.

She gaped at Lydia, resembling a fish. "B-but, I, uh..."

"Child, he's just another customer. He won't bite ok?" Lydia reasoned.

"Unless you like that kind of thing..." The cook/owner Jerry piped in, earning a groan from both women.

"Not helping Jerry..." Lydia replied, rubbing her temples before turning back to her nervous waitress. "Just go out there please, you'll be fine," she finished as she placed a pad and pen in the girl's hands before pushing her out of the kitchen.

Breathing deeply and smoothing out the skirt of her uniform, she moved forward. Once close enough, she plastered on a smile, and greeted him. "Hi there, thank you for being so patient..." she paused as he raised his head to face her. 'He's more stunning up close' she thought before clearing her throat, "I'm Toni, what can I get for you?"

Sam smiled up at the waitress and she in turn could swear her heart skipped at the gesture. And while she was having her moment, Sam did the same. The female in front of him wore an old school baby blue waitress uniform that ended just above her knees, revealing tanned legs.

While Toni thought her uniform frumpy, Sam thought it highlighted her curves, especially around her chest that was missing a button. Moving past her body, he took a look at her face that was fixed on him. Her face was rounded with dimples around her mouth and a pointed chin. Her full pink lips were pursed, slightly open as she breathed from her mouth. And her eyes, wow her eyes...they were a startling shade of sapphire blue that sparkled.

Sam coughed, struggling to clear his mind and refocus. "Evening, I'm Sam and...and and..." He chuckled, looking down at the menu. "I have no idea what I want..."

"Well, it is the 'forth meal' hour..." Toni drifted off.

Sam looked up again, puzzled. "What's a forth meal?"