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Jimmy's on 2nd
Your favorite roast beef
I hadn't tried the roast beef.
Willow and I had gone in there for a drink while Sabrina was on the next block purchasing a pair of shoes to wear with her graduation gown. I had recently come to town to go to Sabrina's graduation. Sabrina and I were childhood friends who had been as close as sisters for a season when we were younger.
I had met Willow a few other times, so I was comfortable around her as well.
"I don't think real creeps can be that handsome," I said, smiling. I hadn't even realized I was voicing my thoughts until Willow whipped her head around to stare at me.
"What? Yes, they can. Are you taking up for that guy? It doesn't matter how good-looking you are. There's no excuse for that kind of misogyny."
"What kind of misogyny?" Sabrina asked.
She met us at the door to the shoe store like she had been watching for us.
"There was a waiter at the restaurant just now who blatantly stared at her…" Willow cleared her throat to indicate an obscene area.
"Her what? Her butt?"
"My shirt," I said.
"Ohhhh!" Sabrina said, shaking her head and making a face like it was all a real shame.
I didn't even respond to it. I mentioned the shoes she just bought, and she started talking about her experience at the shoe store. Maybe I was too forgiving, but the guy at the restaurant wasn't that big of a deal to me. I thought he was nice-looking. He was handsome, but he was alsonice-looking as in he looked like a nice person.
I thought about his dumbfounded expression as he stared at me. It almost seemed like he was hypnotized.
"Did you want to?" Sabrina repeated. She was directing her question at me.
"Did I want to what?"
"What are you so spaced out about?"
"She just got violated," Willow said.
"I didn't get violated," I said, smiling at them.
"Did you want to go in this other store with me?" Sabrina repeated.
"Yeah, that's fine," I said.
I honestly didn't think that much more about the guy after that. I met a gorgeous guy with mesmerizing green eyes who happened to gawk at my shirt. It was only for a second, and even though it was weird, I put it out of my mind without a problem.
I certainly wasn't thinking of it the following day when I caught sight of that same guy at a completely different location. I saw him in a huge crowd of people at the University of Washington.
The graduation ceremony was over, and we were about to leave Husky Stadium. Willow and another friend of theirs went with Sabrina's dad to get the vehicle. They would come back this way in a minute to meet me, Sabrina, and Sabrina's mom. Those two had run into a family they knew and were taking a minute to talk. I had been given the task of watching for Sabrina's dad and motioning to the ladies when he pulled around.
I was positioned at my post when I caught sight of the waiter from yesterday. He was standing on the sidewalk with a large group of people. They had one graduate with them—a young man who was strikingly handsome, looking like he could be the brother of the waiter. There were what must have been twenty or thirty people in the group, and they were taking pictures with the graduate. I absentmindedly watched them while I waited for Sabrina's dad. I knew they had to walk several blocks and navigate traffic to get back, so I wasn't in a hurry to stare at the street just yet.
I watched that family instead. They were all smiles, beautiful, and dressed nicely, but they also looked comfortable and fun. The waiter from yesterday was wearing slacks and a button-down shirt with a belt and dress shoes, and the whole nine yards. He looked like a male model, and I watched him unabashedly because he was far away and no one could see me or know what I was looking at.
He didn't look like a creep at all. He was smiling and talking and, if anything,Iwas the creep for being unable to stop looking at him. Even when his eyes met mine, I still couldn't look away.
Wait.
He.
