“Physically, yes—but not emotionally.” She narrowed her eyes. “You’ve put a barrier around your heart—probably because of some bad experiences in the past. I’m guessing things aren’t that good at home when you were younger?”
“I didn’t realize you were a psychologist.” I raised my head and smirked.
“I wear many hats, mainly because I want people to be happy.
“Well, the shrink couldn’t figure me out either, so you’re wasting your time.” I rolled my eyes. “Look, you seem like you’re trying to do a good thing here. I just came so Lola would quit harassing me. It’s okay if you don’t find anyone for me—you’d probably be saving them a lot of heartache too.”
“I understand.” She nodded. “Well, one last question then. What kind of age range are you looking for? Do you want a guy your age, one that’s older—or younger. Whatever you prefer.”
“I definitely don’t want to date anyone younger than me. The maturity level of guys my age is hard enough to deal with sometime. Fart jokes stopped being funny when I was fifteen, but apparently guys in their twenties still think they’re hilarious.” I rolled my eyes again.
“So, maybe someone a little older then?” She reached for her coffee cup and lifted it to her lips.
“I don’t guess it matters.” I shrugged.
“Perfect. Well, then let me see what I can do. Will you wait in the lobby for a few minutes while I put your information into my computer?” She put her coffee cup down—once again, directly on Lola’s application.
“I guess so.” I nodded and started to stand. “It would probably be easier to just have us key the information before we get here.”
“My website is still pretty new. It’s open for people to use and I even have an app, which is more popular than I expected it to be.” She shrugged and turned on her computer. “I’m a little old-fashioned though. I like meeting people face-to-face when I can.”
I walked back out to the lobby and Lola immediately started to gush about all of the hot guys she was hoping to meet. She had picked out a few guys from the wall of success stories that she wanted to clone. She could have probably had the real thing if she wanted—I doubted many of them were still together, and if they were, I doubted they were loyal.
Lola was the first one to be called back to meet with Grace after the information was put into her computer and she came back out with a smile on her face—apparently, she was already in love with the guy that Grace found for her. I walked back into Grace’s office with every bit of skepticism that had been inside me since I was a little girl ready to reject whoever she put in front of me. At least it would be over soon, and I could get back to what I should have been doing on a Monday morning—looking for a job.
“Okay, so…” She turned towards me with a perplexed look on her face. “I found someone, but he’s a new applicant and I haven’t even had a chance to talk to him on the phone yet—he joined last night using our app.”
“I’ll pass, but thanks for your time.” I leaned forward to stand.
“I haven’t even told you anything about him.” She raised her eyebrows in surprise.
“It really doesn’t matter, Grace. If you put a hundred guys in front of me, I’m still walking out of here as single as I was when I walked in.” I nodded and chuckled under my breath.
“He’s a firefighter—and he’s quite handsome.” Grace ignored me and turned her computer screen so I could see it. “He’s a little older than you, but I think that might be what you need, considering some of your experiences with guys your own age.”
Okay, I can’t deny that he’s attractive…
“If he’s hot and older than me, then why is he single?” I raised an eyebrow suspiciously. “I’m sure he’s left a few broken hearts along the way. I don’t need to add mine to the list.”
“I don’t know but I’m going to give him a call. Would you be willing to consider him at least?” She motioned to her screen. “I’m sure someone will snap him up quick if you don’t.”
“I think I’m going to pass.” I shook my head back and forth. “There’s gotta be baggage and that’s the last thing I need.”
“Alright.” Grace exhaled sharply. “I’m sorry I wasn’t able to help you.”
“Oh, that’s it? One guy and I’m done?” I felt a smile curling my lips.
“You’re obviously not into this.” She sighed. “I cater to people that are looking for love—and I don’t try to force it.”
“Cool. Well, it was nice to meet you. I’m sorry I wasted your time, but hopefully you’ll find someone for Lola.” I stood to my feet and let out a sigh of relief.
Hopefully she’ll leave me alone about my love life now that I tried a dating service.
