Page 18 of Bearly Familiar


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“That actually makes sense,” he smiled. “I was afraid you’d think I’m overly paranoid when it comes to my son.”

“No, never,” she assured him. “I think you’re a great dad.”

The moment she said it out loud, she felt like it was a bit too much, but she meant every word of it. She really did think he was a great dad and no one could ever take that away from him.

“What about me as a person?” he asked, in a spur of the moment.

“As a person?”

Rene always felt safe in repetition of a question, when someone asked her something that made her feel a little uncomfortable.

“Yes, not as a father, but as a, I don’t know, acquaintance? Friend maybe?”

He looked like a mischievous little boy, who knew he was asking touchy questions, but still went ahead and did it, regardless of what the consequences might be.

“I don’t know you that well, now do I?” Rene teased, trying to make this question less serious.

When she looked at him again, it seemed that he had somehow gotten closer to her, and was now only inches away from her, on the blanket. She could smell the heat of his presence in her personal space, but she didn’t mind. If she closed her eyes for longer than one second, she would drift away and possibly never c

ome back.

“You mean, you haven’t gotten to know me well over the past two, three weeks?” he asked again.

She knew that wasn’t true and from the sound of it, he knew the same.

“Well, I have, but we haven’t really talked properly,” she tried to squirm out of this one, but it was obvious that he enjoyed watching her squirm.

“Maybe it’s high time we did,” he acknowledged something she herself was aware of.

“What would we talk about?” she pretended, teasing him to tell her.

“Whatever you want,” he encouraged. “Here, ask me anything and I promise to reply.”

“Anything?” she stressed. “Are you sure?”

“Absolutely,” he nodded. “Ask away.”

“Well,” she pressed her index finger against her lips, “I have to think about it first.”

“Really?” he laughed. “I know exactly what I would ask you.”

“Oh really?” she eyed him. “OK then, you ask first, and I’ll ask second.”

“Are you sure?” it was his turn to ask that question this time.

“Yes, just ask already, before I change my mind,” she laughed.

“Ok then,” he lifted his hands to the level of his chest, in mock surrender, “you said I could, so whatever I ask, you reply, deal?”

“Deal.”

“Then, tell me this, why is such a beautiful, caring woman such as yourself single?”

A part of her somehow sensed that he would ask this. Another part of her was shocked at his level of familiarity. When these two parts merged together, she realized she had no issues answering him.

“Because the problem isn’t me,” she shrugged her shoulders.

Instead of a reply, he started laughing. Then, he rounded it up by giving her a round of applause.

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