Page 9 of The Good Girl


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He returned to the table with a modest serving of scrambled eggs, bacon and asparagus. He sat down in the chair across from me and looked at my plate. Oh great, he probably thinks I’m a drooling idiot and a greedy pig.

“My dad’s a lawyer and my mother is a teacher.”

He nodded as he chewed and swallowed. “Any siblings?”

“A younger brother. He’s a junior at MIT.”

“Impressive. What does he want to do?”

“I’m not quite sure. He says he feels God is leading him into research. He’s only eighteen and works harder than I do.”

“Wow. We may need to hire him.” He smiled and refilled his coffee cup. “What grade does your mother teach?” He sipped his coffee. His dark full lips looked even more delicious holding the white cup prisoner as he turned it up.

“She’s an étiquette teacher.”

“Really?”

“Actually, she teaches protocol to executives.” He looked vexed. “When my dad went to China, he asked her to help him not embarrass himself. She researched the culture and learned how he should conduct himself in business and social situations. He made a great impression and it helped with his negotiations. When one of his friends was preparing to go, he asked my dad for help and my mother coached him. He hired her and her business was born.”

“I might need to hire your mother.” He sipped his coffee. “What do you do in your free time? Any hobbies?”

“I like visiting art galleries and the museum. Once a month I take some of the kids from my church to the museum. And, I teach Sunday School.” It was difficult concentrating on my answers with him staring at me.

He smiled. “How old are the kids in your Sunday School class?”

“Eight.”

“Do you have a boyfriend?” He picked up a stalk of asparagus, bit down and my stomach danced.

I cleared my throat. “Uhm, no.” This is sheer torture. I should have just ordered room service and came over after I finished eating. Sitting here answering personal questions and watching his lips…it is way too early for…

“No? You’ve got to be kidding?” He smiled.

“No. I guess I’ve been too focused on getting stable in my career.” That was a lie. There was no one because there was no one who interested me, or found me interesting. “What about you…married?”

He almost choked and patted his chest. “No, I’m not married.” He sipped his water and smiled.

“Is there a girlfriend or girlfriends I need to know about?”

“Excuse me?”

“Is there someone whose calls you always answer, or who I’ll need to rearrange your schedule for?” I smiled.

“There was someone, but it ended recently.”

“I didn’t mean to…”

“You didn’t…we just wanted different things.”

“How long were you together?”

“Three years.” He sipped his coffee and carefu

lly placed the white china cup back on the saucer and wiped his mouth.

“So if some chick calls or shows up and says she’s your girlfriend, I’ll call Tony and have him take care of her.” I smiled at Tony and he gave me a thumbs up.

“Funny.”

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