Four Letter Words - 4. WINK

There were other coffee shops that were closer, more convenient and cheaper, but I had to go to this one. It was quite by accidental, really - fate. While out shopping, my friend wanted to relax, so we went into this shop and he caught my eye immediately. He's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my entire life. He didn't end up serving us, which may have been a good thing, because I'm not sure I would have been able to talk to him.

Ever since I laid eyes on him, I was hooked. I had to come back, and I did, every day. I'd sit quietly, reading the newspaper and I'd secretly steal glances at him. He did different things every time, sometimes he'd take people's orders, or he'd make their drinks, or be cleaning. But regardless of what he was doing, he was gorgeous. I'm not going to lie, cleaning duty is probably my favourite, because it requires him to bend down quite a bit. If the stars aligned, it was an amazing view. My close second is when he served customers. You could just tell from looking at him that he was full of life and really enjoyed talking to people. His smile was infectious and I couldn't help but break out into a huge grin every time he did. His laugh, while I've never heard it, sounded hearty and full. He's just absolutely amazing.

It's been weeks, and I haven't mustered up the courage to talk to him. I come here almost every day and I haven't been able to say a word to him. If I walk into the shop and see he's behind the register taking orders, the butterflies in my stomach force me back outside into the cold. But finally, after all this time, I've found the courage to take the first step. I was sitting in a booth, facing the counter on the right side. I had my newspaper in front of me, but I was looking at him over it. He turned my way and I gave him a wink and a smile.

His face... popped. I can't really put his facial expression into words, besides saying that it was absolutely adorable. He hastily turned away and whispered something to a female co-worker of his. She nodded and motioned for him to go into the back. He hastily made his departure and I frowned when I realized he was no longer in sight. I went back to reading my paper, occasionally glancing up, to see if he had returned.

Maybe he was interested and had asked to go on break to come talk to me? I glanced up again and noticed him walking past the door. He was talking on a corded phone, pacing back and forth. I glanced at my watch and noted that he's been in the back for at least 10 minutes. I wonder who he is talking to? A friend, to work up the courage to come see me?

After several more minutes, he returned to the front and spoke to his co-worker again. She nodded and they went back to work - he ignored me. My head was buzzing, he was making a point to not look my way. Did I upset him? My stomach was in knots, but went through the roof when I noticed a police officer enter the shop. He glanced up, noticing the officer and pointed directly at me. The butterflies were back, I was panicking. What was going on? What is happening?

Before I knew it, the police officer was standing in front of me. "You're going to have to come with me, sir."