Chapter 2 Cold Eyes

• “THANK YOU,” I said sincerely.
• I shook my head before I smiled. At that point, I seemed to have little hope for him. Honestly, I have had feelings for Calix since college. Imagine, I even applied to the bar he owned just to be with him every day.
• Funny thing, because this is not the course I finished, I chose to apply here even though I have no experience as a waitress.
• I do not know when I will stop this illusion, that he will like me one day. Maybe I will just stop when he married another woman. But while he had not yet found that woman, I know I still have a chance.
• “Room service!” I knocked again on the closed door.
• I looked up my bore eyes at the top of the door where our guest musician’s name was indicated.
• “Logistic Band?” I read the paper clearly.
• That’s when the door opened, and the tall man confronted me earlier.
• For a few seconds, I felt like a rock magnet absorbed my being because of this handsome man in front of me. It just made me realize that he was really handsome.
• His expressive eyes and his red lips made my heart jolt. He was wearing a black leather jacket with a piercing on the left side of his eyebrow.
• He glanced at his wristwatch and then at the ice bucket I was holding.
• “Do you usually takes twenty minutes before you serve a bucket of ice here?” He has a deep voice that made my knees tremble.
• I need to swallow hard before I realized what he just said. I shook my head and wore my sexy smile.
• “I’m so sorry, Sir. There’s just a little problem outside.”
• He smirked and folded his arms over his broad chest as he stood in front of me and leaned against the door frame.
• “And the management allowing their employees to use their phones during work hours?” He smirked again.
• I averted my gaze because of what he just said. I didn’t say anything because he’s right. How can I defend myself if he caught me already?
• “Hi, Miss!” the man who asked me for an ice bucket earlier greeted me.
• I walked over to the man who has a big smile on his face.
• “Dude, you are scaring the waitress.” He even tapped the shoulder of the man who scolded me.
• “Come in.” I was surprised when he pulled one of my hands to get inside the room.
• And the room fell into silence as they saw me with a man holding my hand.
• “Hi, Miss,” a man holding a glass of wine waved at me.
• “Guys, this is . . .” The man next to me bowed to me, waiting for me to speak.
• “Cherry,” I answered weakly.
• “Cherry!”
• “I’m Zach,” said the man who greeted me earlier.
• “Sky, at your service,” he introduced himself and saluted me.
• “And I’m Jeff.” He turned to me and held out his hand to me as I reached for him. I was wondering why they introduced themselves to a waitress.
• “And this man behind you is Rexon.” Then he just smiled widely at me.
• I simply nodded, uninterested, and turned to face the tall guy emerging from the dressing room.
• “And here is our manager, Dawzon Del’Torre.” He glanced at me and nodded slightly.
• “You will be on air in minutes,” he said to the boys.
• “Tsk. I haven’t had tasted the alcohol in my throat yet,” Zach muttered.
• “Ah, I’m sorry, Sir,” I immediately said.
• “It’s okay, Cherry.” I felt Jeff’s palm on my shoulder.
• I immediately put the ice bucket on the table, which was slightly soluble. I bow in shame because of my misfortune tonight.
• “Anything you want, Sir? Another bucket of ice or anything?” I asked them as I saw their disappointment gleam on their faces because of the delay.
• “Sure,” Zach answered immediately.
• “No, we’re fine. You may leave now, Miss,” Rexon said. He took the bottle of beer and pour it into a glass. He used some leftover ice in his glass and sipped on it quietly.
• I bow my head down and leave the room silently. But Jeff followed me outside.
• “Are you here every night?” he asked.
• “Yes, Sir,” I answered politely.
• “Just call me Jeff,” he replied, and I nodded to him.
• “I’m sorry about Rex,” he added.
• “It’s okay, Sir.” I smiled at him sweetly. He seemed very friendly, unlike the man named Rexon. I frowned as I remembered his cold face.
• “Thank you again. Would you like to watch our performance later?” he asked softly.
• “Yes, sure!” I pressed my lips and nodded.
• I went back to the counter with so much disappointment because of the trouble I made. I frowned as I sat in an empty chair and watched the people seem to be making a fuss and shouting.
• I glanced at Calix, who was leaning on the table with a lighted cigarette in his right hand.
• “Hey! Are you going to fantasize about Sir Calix again?” Jacky leaned over me while holding the tray.
• “Ha? No!” I shook my head.
• “What’s new?” She placed the empty tray on the table and looked down at me.
• “Nothing,” I answered weakly.
• “I heard you broke a glass again. How many more will you break this week?” She giggled.
• Honestly, every time I serve, there was always a broken glass, and I was always the one to blame by the customers even though sometimes they were really the ones to blame.
• “Not funny,” I still forced to answer.
• “It’s really not funny once you receive your paycheck.” She grinned again.
• I just sighed at what she said. I sat down at the chair and looked at Jeff’s group going up the stage.
• “Oh my God!” Jacky screamed.
• I was surprised when people shouted, and even Jacky next to me pulled my T-shirt to stand up immediately.
• “Rex! Rex!” the crowd and Jacky shouted.
• “Tss.” I stared at them and stood up because I was already covered by the people who rushed in front of the stage.
• “Go, Logistic! Go, Logistic! I love you, Rexon!” the crowd chanted.
• “They’re really handsome,” Jacky said as her cheeks seemed to be reddened by the tremor.
• Rexon was already testing the mic, then my eyebrows arched at them.
• “Where is the handsome there?” They were just dazzled by the light.
• “Gosh, are you blind?! Or maybe because the only handsome in your eyes is Sir Calix!” she exclaimed, and I just ignored her remarks.
• “I mean, they didn’t even catch my attention.” I folded my arms annoyingly.
• “How could you say that?! They are the sensational band in history today! They are great, and have a look!”
• I laughed and twitched my brows.
• “I met them earlier in room five where I served,” I said without hesitation.
• “Oh, shit! Really?! If I only knew, I would have served them!” she grumbled with regrets.
• I just smiled and then shook my head.
• “Hello? Mic test.” I quickly glanced at the stage when I heard Rexon’s voice.
• The crowd immediately shouted.
• “Good evening, everyone! Are you having fun?!” he shouted loudly.
• “Yes!” Jacky also shouted with the crowd.
• I, on the other hand, seemed to be stunned by the softness of his voice. He bent down to adjust the guitar to his shoulder and slightly tapped the string.
• “Are you ready, guys?!” He even raised one hand in the air and then smiled at the crowd.
• I swallowed hard when he smiled, especially when he bit his lower lip slightly after kissing the mic.
• I quickly took a deep breath and held my chest, then I turned to Calix, who was also busy watching them. I turned to Rexon again, who now backed away while pulling the mic stand.
• “Would you dance, if I ask you to dance? Would you run and never look back? Would you cry, if you saw me crying? Would save my soul tonight?”
• My heart sank down to my feet when his eyes hit mine. I swallowed hard ’cause he stared at me as if I was the only girl here.
• I also did not think that his voice was so cold. As well as his singing gestures, especially how he held the mic.
• He literally took me somewhere I could never imagine. He started to smile a bit while he was singing. I sighed at the strength of my heartbeat because of the effect of what he did. The butterflies on my stomach were getting wild. It seemed like I didn’t want to break that look, but I was disappointed when he closed his eyes and hit the chorus. I was eager to see his dark orbs again, but his gaze turned to the other side and focused on the crowd.
• “Cherry, at table eight!” Calix called to me.
• “Hah, yes.”
• Calix stared into my eyes before he handed me the glass of cape cod vodka.
• I walked slowly because Rexon’s voice still swayed me, and my heart relaxes and tamed.
• “Miss, here!” I felt someone holding my arm, so I turned around to stop.
• I immediately placed their order on their table and tried to leave, but he grabbed my arm again.
• “Miss, can you stay for a while?” he added. I was pulled by force, which made me sit on his lap.