Brielle Peyton rolled her light brown eyes as she spotted him enter the diner. She knew he was coming in just to see her, although he had yet to say anything to her. She just knew it. She could feel the attraction and the connection between them. She didn’t fully understand it, but she felt it. He looked down at the menu and she giggled softly. He was shy, she could tell. She walked over to his table and held up her notepad.
“What can I get you this morning?” she asked him. He looked up at her and she could feel the sparks radiating off from him.
“Um, coffee and a stack with bacon,” he told her. She wrote down his order and smiled before heading off to place it.
“You should talk to him,” the chef, Joe said after she placed her order.
“Why? He should just man up and talk to me,” she sai
