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“So you can’t date?”
“I date. I just date with a purpose.”
“I don’t understand.”
“I asked myself why I was dating…the purpose…the reason.”
“And?”
“I didn’t have an answer. I thought she was what I needed.”
“But?”
“My ex-fiancée is the perfect woman for her husband.”
“I sense a but.”
“No but, she’s beautiful and smart and before I got saved, that’s all I wanted…a showpiece. Later, I realized I needed a teammate, a partner, someone to push me to the next level. And a nice package didn’t hurt.” He laughed.
“Interesting. So you’re looking for a pusher.”
He laughed. “I guess you can say that. What about you?” He filled both glasses with water.
“Me?”
“What about the boyfriend?”
“What about him?”
“Is he…”
“The one? No.”
“Then why are you wasting your time?”
“I’m not wasting my time. Just because I don’t want to get married, doesn’t mean I can’t have a good time.”
“Oh.” His heart quickly dropped to the bottom of his stomach. Not only did she have a boyfriend, she didn’t want to get married. “Why don’t you want to get married?”
“It’s too confining and I’m a little selfish. I’m not the dinner party hostess and soccer mom type excited about spending a week at Disneyland.” She laughed and he forced a smile. “My boyfriend knows that. He’s proposed to me several times and I always turn him down.”
“You’d make a good wife. You’re smart, funny, beautiful—” He quickly stopped speaking. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.”
“Thank you for the compliment, but I don’t—”
“Miss, I was told to give this to you.” The server handed her Ronnie’s card and asked, “Will there be anything else?”
“No, thank you.” She wrote her name on the back of the card and handed it to Sean. “I’ll be sure to tell Ronnie to expect a call from you.”
“Thank you.” He looked at his watch. “I need to get back to work.” He stood up and helped her to her feet.
“Thank you.”
He stood transfixed by her scent as he helped her with her coat. She turned to face him and her smile drew him back in. Maybe friendship was best. A serious relationship with a woman like this could be dangerous.
“We should do this again.”
“We will, when you treat me to dinner after you finish that apartment you’re working on.” He smiled.
