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I paced back and forth in my small bathroom.
Rory: I had NO IDEA! I’m so sorry! But he is a really great guy. You can get past that.
Glaring at my phone, I huffed.
Me: He doesn’t like ANY SPORTS. You do remember I have season tickets to the Sox and the Patriots. While he wants to go to the opera, I want to go eat hotdogs and popcorn and drink beer!
Rory: It is healthy to have things in common and to have your own interests, you know.
She was right about that. I could get past this. It was okay.
Me: You’re right.
With one more look in the mirror, and a quick adjustment of my hair, I had it half pulled back, half down, I turned and opened the door.
“Oh good, you’re ready. We need to leave if you want to make our dinner reservations.”
“I’m dressed, okay?”
I had on dress pants and a cashmere sweater in baby blue.
He grinned. “You look beautiful and perfect, Clare.”
My cheeks heated as I reached for my coat on the hanger. I waited for Alex to take it and help me put it on, but he simply stood there.
I guess chivalry is dead except in romance movies and books.
As we rode down in the elevator, I looked over at him. “So, where are we going for dinner?”
“We’re going to The Capital Grille.”
My brows shot up. That was one of the most expensive restaurants in Boston.
“Oh, that sounds lovely.”
“Have you ever been?”
“No,” I said with a shake of my head. “I’ve heard it is amazing.”
“It is,” he replied when the elevator doors opened. I followed him out of the building and saw a black car waiting. “This is us.”
My eyes widened as I realized Alex had a driver. Was this his norm or was it to try and impress me?
Alex held the back door of the Range Rover open, and I quickly slid in with him following.
Once the door was shut, the driver pulled out.
“I know the head chef at the restaurant.”
“That’s nice. How did you meet him?”
He looked at me. “Her. We dated.”
My grin instantly fell. What the fuck was it with these men? Could they not let their past relationships go? And why was I the one stuck in the middle of them?
“Um…”
It was the only word I could get out.
