him, and that was saying something since he’d already come a few times during the day.
“You don’t have any children?” She asked, and he knew that the sweetly disguised interrogation session was in order.
“No. I’ve never been married, and I’ve never had any children.” He sat up in his chair willing to discuss anything but his occupation or who he works for.
“What about your last girlfriend? How did you break up?”
“Are you always this direct?” He wondered out loud. Natalie shocked him because she had such a soft sweet look, but he liked the direct approach. People always told him he could use a bit of grease when he delivered a boom, but he liked to get his information as he gave it… straight to the point.
“Yes,” she said looking at him in the eye. The ‘I’m an open book’ look made him hard as a pike, and he wondered what else she would be so honest about.
“Good. I like that.” He should have been surprised by the wattage of the smile she favored him with, but it was like he knew it was coming and was waiting eagerly for it. What the hell was going on with him? He continued to watch her as she silently encouraged him to tell her his story.
“Well I’ve never had a ‘girlfriend’ actually,” he said and watched her eyes widen slightly. It was a good thing he was good at reading people for his job, but Natalie was a piece of cake. Her responses were practically a flashing sign on her face. She seemed curious and eager to figure out the answer to that one, and he couldn’t blame her.
“What does the actually mean, because I’m guessing by the air quotations you put up around girlfriend means there have been women. Were none of them serious, or you don’t like titles?”
This woman liked to clarify things and make sure she understood what was being said, but he wanted to learn more about her too. He shook his head trying to clear the rose colored intentions from his mind. This was just dinner and then whatever followed; he wasn’t trying to get into a relationship with this woman. He needed to remember that, but each minute he spent with her was like sinking into quick sand, and he was enjoying every minute.
“I’d like to get to know you too. How about for every question you ask, I get one as well?”
“That sounds fair,” she said watching him in between sips of wine.
“How is a passionate, lusty woman like you still single?” He’d wanted to know the answer to the question since they’d started all of this, and he was interested to find out what she thought the reason was.
There was a deep sigh from his dining partner, and he wondered what she was going to say that would have necessitated such a sad noise. “I’m not that good at dating. I inherited this shop from my mother when she decided to move to Florida to retire, but I’ve grown up in that shop. Running your own business takes a lot of time, so I don’t go out that much. I ask too many questions, and I’m too blunt with my answers.”
She looked over at him like she was now gauging his reactions, and he nodded a bit so she would continue.
“I’m not up on current events because I don’t watch the news or television shows that most people are talking about. I’m content with my flowers and making them grow.”
“You’re the regular Mary, Mary quite contrary, I can see that, but I don’t think you’re too blunt. I enjoy a person who likes to tell it like it is.”
She smiled and nodded her head. “You are right. I’m contrary about a lot of things, and a lot of people don’t like that. I’m glad that you do. The men I meet are usually from my shop. They are typically business men who look at me and see a sweet quiet woman, and I know that’s how I look on the outside so I shouldn’t complain. You are the first person to treat me like a desirable woman, and I want to thank you for that and for saving me the other
“You don’t have any children?” She asked, and he knew that the sweetly disguised interrogation session was in order.
“No. I’ve never been married, and I’ve never had any children.” He sat up in his chair willing to discuss anything but his occupation or who he works for.
“What about your last girlfriend? How did you break up?”
“Are you always this direct?” He wondered out loud. Natalie shocked him because she had such a soft sweet look, but he liked the direct approach. People always told him he could use a bit of grease when he delivered a boom, but he liked to get his information as he gave it… straight to the point.
“Yes,” she said looking at him in the eye. The ‘I’m an open book’ look made him hard as a pike, and he wondered what else she would be so honest about.
“Good. I like that.” He should have been surprised by the wattage of the smile she favored him with, but it was like he knew it was coming and was waiting eagerly for it. What the hell was going on with him? He continued to watch her as she silently encouraged him to tell her his story.
“Well I’ve never had a ‘girlfriend’ actually,” he said and watched her eyes widen slightly. It was a good thing he was good at reading people for his job, but Natalie was a piece of cake. Her responses were practically a flashing sign on her face. She seemed curious and eager to figure out the answer to that one, and he couldn’t blame her.
“What does the actually mean, because I’m guessing by the air quotations you put up around girlfriend means there have been women. Were none of them serious, or you don’t like titles?”
This woman liked to clarify things and make sure she understood what was being said, but he wanted to learn more about her too. He shook his head trying to clear the rose colored intentions from his mind. This was just dinner and then whatever followed; he wasn’t trying to get into a relationship with this woman. He needed to remember that, but each minute he spent with her was like sinking into quick sand, and he was enjoying every minute.
“I’d like to get to know you too. How about for every question you ask, I get one as well?”
“That sounds fair,” she said watching him in between sips of wine.
“How is a passionate, lusty woman like you still single?” He’d wanted to know the answer to the question since they’d started all of this, and he was interested to find out what she thought the reason was.
There was a deep sigh from his dining partner, and he wondered what she was going to say that would have necessitated such a sad noise. “I’m not that good at dating. I inherited this shop from my mother when she decided to move to Florida to retire, but I’ve grown up in that shop. Running your own business takes a lot of time, so I don’t go out that much. I ask too many questions, and I’m too blunt with my answers.”
She looked over at him like she was now gauging his reactions, and he nodded a bit so she would continue.
“I’m not up on current events because I don’t watch the news or television shows that most people are talking about. I’m content with my flowers and making them grow.”
“You’re the regular Mary, Mary quite contrary, I can see that, but I don’t think you’re too blunt. I enjoy a person who likes to tell it like it is.”
She smiled and nodded her head. “You are right. I’m contrary about a lot of things, and a lot of people don’t like that. I’m glad that you do. The men I meet are usually from my shop. They are typically business men who look at me and see a sweet quiet woman, and I know that’s how I look on the outside so I shouldn’t complain. You are the first person to treat me like a desirable woman, and I want to thank you for that and for saving me the other
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