I put down my tray and wiped my hands on my apron. I felt eyes on my back so i turned around and met the most beautiful eyes i've ever seen.They were deep and reflected a mind full of curious things. This man sat at a table near the window took a sip of his coffee without taking his eyes off of me. I felt spied on and at the same time so calmed. I tried to look away but i was stuck in those sad eyes. How could a girl like her be sad. I must have scare her because she quickly turned back to the bar. I should talk to her. Morgan would be proud of me for acting as a man but how ?