friend of his, who, by the end of dinner, she had had zero interest in pursuing.
Maybe Kristen was right. Was she being too picky? She glanced around the table at RMR’s employees. There were two men she’d dated in the past here tonight. She held in a groan of embarrassment as she watched both men now. John had been the first to ask her out when she’d started working for Gary.
John was a year older than she and a few inches shorter, but she didn’t allow that to matter, much. It was where he’d taken her on their first date that had turned her off. He’d actually thought she would enjoy going to a strip club.
She held back a chuckle as she watched him try to flirt with their waitress. Shaking her head, she sipped on her beer and glanced at Ron, the second man from RMR who had asked her out. Ron had been nice enough, and in all honesty, she couldn’t really remember why she hadn’t clicked with him.
He was a lot shyer than John, and Logan for that matter. Tilting her head, she thought about it. Ron was actually shyer than anyone she’d ever met before. He was good-looking enough, with his rich chestnut hair, green eyes, and those dimples on either side of his mouth. Who could deny a man with those dimples?
Currently Ron was sitting along the back wall alone, eating a Reuben sandwich. Just a glance at the sandwich caused her stomach to growl loudly. She doubted if Ron had ever spoken to anyone at their table for any amount of time and wondered why he even came along to these events. Maybe it was the free food? She watched him pick up his sandwich and take a large bite.
“I’m sure the rest of us can leave you two alone?” Logan whispered in her ear.
“Hmm?” She turned toward him.
He nodded to where Ron sat by himself, eating the rest of his sandwich. She looked back at Logan and laughed.
“I guess I’m a little hungry.” She waved to the waitress, who looked relieved to leave John’s advances to make her way over to Amy.
She ordered the Reuben sandwich and wasn’t surprised when Logan requested the same thing.
“So, is there something between you two?” He glanced again at Ron.
“Ron’s okay, but we just never really hit it off.”
Logan was silent for a while, so she glanced his way and saw him frowning in Ron’s direction. Turning her body, she leaned her elbow on the table and smiled at Logan. She could swear he was looking at the other man with jealousy.
“What about you?” She waited until his eyes returned to her. “I’m sure there’re a lot of broken hearts in your past.” She tilted her head and waited for his answer.
“A few, but nothing serious.” She could see the lie in his eyes and remembered the conversation they’d had while driving to the house showing with the Lufts. Her eyebrows lifted in doubt as she stared at him. “Well, maybe one or two,” he admitted.
She waited and when he didn’t continue, she asked, “Why is it that men never think it’s serious?”
It was his turn to look at her with doubt. “Who says we don’t?”
“You just did.”
“Well, in most cases, that’s true. These two”—he took another sip of his beer—“I was the one broken in the end.”
“Oh?” She watched him and waited.
“You really want to hear about them?” he asked.
“Why not?” She was hoping he’d slip up and admit he knew who she was. Or maybe she just wanted to hear more about him.
He leaned back and crossed his arms over his chest. “Fine, but you asked for it,” he said as the waitress set their sandwiches in front of them.
When he started to eat in silence, she nudged his leg with hers. “Go on.”
He glanced at her. “I was hoping to eat this in peace.”
She ate a few bites, then nudged his leg again until he started talking.
“Fine, Bella was in some of the same classes in CSU. We hit it off and a few months later, got engaged.”
She almost choked on the sip of beer she was swallowing. He dropped his sandwich and patted her back a
Maybe Kristen was right. Was she being too picky? She glanced around the table at RMR’s employees. There were two men she’d dated in the past here tonight. She held in a groan of embarrassment as she watched both men now. John had been the first to ask her out when she’d started working for Gary.
John was a year older than she and a few inches shorter, but she didn’t allow that to matter, much. It was where he’d taken her on their first date that had turned her off. He’d actually thought she would enjoy going to a strip club.
She held back a chuckle as she watched him try to flirt with their waitress. Shaking her head, she sipped on her beer and glanced at Ron, the second man from RMR who had asked her out. Ron had been nice enough, and in all honesty, she couldn’t really remember why she hadn’t clicked with him.
He was a lot shyer than John, and Logan for that matter. Tilting her head, she thought about it. Ron was actually shyer than anyone she’d ever met before. He was good-looking enough, with his rich chestnut hair, green eyes, and those dimples on either side of his mouth. Who could deny a man with those dimples?
Currently Ron was sitting along the back wall alone, eating a Reuben sandwich. Just a glance at the sandwich caused her stomach to growl loudly. She doubted if Ron had ever spoken to anyone at their table for any amount of time and wondered why he even came along to these events. Maybe it was the free food? She watched him pick up his sandwich and take a large bite.
“I’m sure the rest of us can leave you two alone?” Logan whispered in her ear.
“Hmm?” She turned toward him.
He nodded to where Ron sat by himself, eating the rest of his sandwich. She looked back at Logan and laughed.
“I guess I’m a little hungry.” She waved to the waitress, who looked relieved to leave John’s advances to make her way over to Amy.
She ordered the Reuben sandwich and wasn’t surprised when Logan requested the same thing.
“So, is there something between you two?” He glanced again at Ron.
“Ron’s okay, but we just never really hit it off.”
Logan was silent for a while, so she glanced his way and saw him frowning in Ron’s direction. Turning her body, she leaned her elbow on the table and smiled at Logan. She could swear he was looking at the other man with jealousy.
“What about you?” She waited until his eyes returned to her. “I’m sure there’re a lot of broken hearts in your past.” She tilted her head and waited for his answer.
“A few, but nothing serious.” She could see the lie in his eyes and remembered the conversation they’d had while driving to the house showing with the Lufts. Her eyebrows lifted in doubt as she stared at him. “Well, maybe one or two,” he admitted.
She waited and when he didn’t continue, she asked, “Why is it that men never think it’s serious?”
It was his turn to look at her with doubt. “Who says we don’t?”
“You just did.”
“Well, in most cases, that’s true. These two”—he took another sip of his beer—“I was the one broken in the end.”
“Oh?” She watched him and waited.
“You really want to hear about them?” he asked.
“Why not?” She was hoping he’d slip up and admit he knew who she was. Or maybe she just wanted to hear more about him.
He leaned back and crossed his arms over his chest. “Fine, but you asked for it,” he said as the waitress set their sandwiches in front of them.
When he started to eat in silence, she nudged his leg with hers. “Go on.”
He glanced at her. “I was hoping to eat this in peace.”
She ate a few bites, then nudged his leg again until he started talking.
“Fine, Bella was in some of the same classes in CSU. We hit it off and a few months later, got engaged.”
She almost choked on the sip of beer she was swallowing. He dropped his sandwich and patted her back a
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