The vampire kings widow

I have never been beautiful or skinny. I have always been clumsy and funny. I’m Somewhat tall for a girl 5’10” and I’m about 260lbs so I’m definitely sturdy. I’m a 28 year old widow with no kids and now no husband. My husband died in a car accident a little over two years ago ago. We were married young I was 18 and he was 22 he was a good husband. My husband worked really hard and we owned 2 houses out right by the time he died so I never have to worry about where to live I just work to pay the bills. I know I am lucky in that front but I still miss him every day. Well here I am working at the corner cafe in Longview Washington I’ve been here for 6 months just to pass the time. Lately I’ve have come to finally enjoy it and it is starting to feel like I can finally breathe again. Except at night when I have to sleep in our empty house in our big bed the night is the worst part of my day. So I am always volunteering to take the night shift just to put off the inevitable crying I will do when I finally have to go home. So it September 17th, and summer has come to an end in Washington and with it it takes the daylight this is when it starts to get darker earlier and earlier. I am waiting on my tables of a few regulars and a couple from out of town. When in walks one of the sexiest men I’ve ever seen. He has to be at least 6’ 3” with short raven color hair, a jawline that Zeus would be jealous of, and the most beautiful pair of ocean blue eyes dark and light blue, and of course he is immaculately dressed in a dark blue suit. He walks up to the counter and asked “ do you sell tea?” “Of course what kind of tea would you like, we have earl gray, lemon, cinn” He interrupts me and says “ oh my dear please surprise me and please don’t put the bag on the water I like to do that at the office.” “ absolutely sir” “Oh darling please just call me Carlo ” “Alrighty Carlo that will be $2.86 anything else for you “ “ nada, amor gracias “ “ de nada senor” “ oh you speak Spanish mija” “ si , my husband was from Mexico” “ oh well thank you and keep the change” he says as he places a $50.00 on the counter. This would be the best tip I have gotten in weeks but I really can’t take it. “Carlo I really can’t accept that it’s a $47 tip on basically a hot cup of water and a tea bag” as I awkwardly laugh. And this man just turns to me laughs and walks out. I don’t really know what to think and I don’t really have time to think about it because I have mrs Judy waving me over to refill her coffee for the 5th time today. I grab the pot and head over there. “ got it right here Mrs Judy “ “ thank you Ariel” And this is how the rest of my night goes tables and cleaning. But all I can think about is mr mysterious sexy man. I finished my shift, lock up and I think I’m going to enjoy one of the last few night where it’s not raining so I roll the windows down and turn on the radio and dance while I drive my Cadillac SRX back to my depressing lonely house. So it’s 2am and I’m sitting at the light by McDonald’s listening to ‘I feel like a woman’ belting out the song dance in the drivers seat with the windows down because I really don’t care what people think. A sleek black z4 pulls up next to me with the top down and as I glance over singing at the top of my lungs I see mr mysterious himself looking right back at me and I just keep singing because no one is going to ruin this little bit of quiet I get before crying myself to sleep. I turn to look at the light still red so I just keep singing and dancing but I can feel him watching me, and finally the light is green and I have to hit the gas because if you don’t then you won’t make the next two lights green. The lights in this town are so finicky. I’m on the bridge between Longview and kelso but they are basically the same town, and I turn so I can make it home and I see the z4 with mr mysterious go straight. I think to myself he must be heading home too. Well I’m finally pulling in my driveway and parked so I roll up my windows and head in to try and get some sleep before I go to work again tomorrow. I fall asleep around 4am and when I wake up I know it’s still early I grab my phone from under my pillow and it’s only 9am I can never sleep passed 9am it’s like my constant reminder of the worst day of my life when I got woken up by the state patrol banging on my windows. So I guess I should roll out of bed and get my day started. It’s finally close enough for me to go to work and not be to early, I work at 5 and it’s 4:10 and this is what I do 5 days a week just work and sleep. Mr mysterious comes in every day this week. We exchange pleasantries in Spanish and he only ever orders the tea with the bag not in it and tips me $47 on basically a cup of water at this rate I feel like he does it because it annoys me so I started giving it to the cook. So it’s Thursday and my day off and I can’t stand being in the house all day by myself so I think I’m going to take a day drive to seaside Oregon. Me and my husband used to go up there all the time he loved to go to the arcade and I loved watching him. It’s weird that those memories don’t hurt as much anymore. So I grab my phone and my purse and head out to my SRX. So with my radio up and my dance skills in full view I head out for the 2 hour drive to the beach. On my way I stop at Safeway to get gas and snacks. Then I’m off I get to seaside about 1:30 and I think I’ll walk the boardwalk for a little before I go get some food so I’m just wondering around on this cloudy day it looks like it’s probably going to start raining soon so I pop into the sweatshirt shop and grab a seaside hoodie and I can’t help but think about all of the ones I have at home of ours. I pay and head over to the pancake house. As soon as I walk in it smells amazing like pancakes just like every mom and pop breakfast place it reminds me of breakfast as a kid. I ask the older red haired waitress “ can I just get a quiet place for just one” “ sure sweetie” and she takes me to the last booth by the window and sets the menu down I don’t bother to say I know what I want “ so what can I get you to drink?” I’ll just have an orange juice and if it’s okay I’d like to order I just want a full stack of pancakes and a side of bacon” I used to always get biscuits and gravy and my husband would order pancakes and then I would steal some of his pancakes but that ended when he died and now when I come here I always get his pancakes. “Sure sweetie I’ll get that in and drop off your juice “ “Thank you “ I pull out my phone and start reading my book when I hear “ well hola mija” Of course Mr. Mysterious in his usual suit and too good to be true looks would pop up here of all places I smile politely at him and say “ hola Carlo how are you?” “ great I just seen you through the windows and thought I would come say hi “