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“I sure do.”
She wrinkled her nose. “Really? From the Universe?”
“Why not?”
“I believe we make our own fate.”
He couldn’t argue with that. Especially when he noticed Dakota stand and head toward the restroom.
“You’re right,” he said, then stood and set his napkin on the table. “Will you excuse me for a second?”
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Dakota
The hair on the back of her neck stood up as they were being shown to their table. She knew Aiden was there; she could feel his presence.
Once they were seated, she had a chance to survey the restaurant. It took less than a second for her to zero in on him. When she did, the pangs of jealousy hit her stomach. Of course, he was with a date, and of course, she was beautiful.
He looked as handsome as ever in a grey blazer and sky-blue oxford that matched his eyes. His shirt was open at the neck, giving him a relaxed look, and he seemed enthralled by whatever his companion was telling him.
“Dakota?”
She looked back at Hank with raised eyebrows. “Hmm?”
He motioned to the server standing at their table looking expectantly at her, and said, “Do you want something to drink?”
“Oh, yes. Um…” She glanced around the table for a drink menu but didn’t find one, so she went with something easy. “Pinot Grigio, please.”
After the server left, she knew she was going to have to make small talk with Hank but seeing Aiden—and on a date—had left her feeling discombobulated. She needed to try and center herself if she was going to get through the evening.
“Did you see where the bathrooms are?”
He pointed toward the entrance. “I think they’re just on the other side of the hostess stand.”
She offered him a smile as she stood. “Excuse me, I’ll be right back.”
Willing herself not to look in the direction of Aiden’s table, she found the restroom, locked herself in a stall, and buried her face in her hands.
This is what you wanted—him to find someone.
So really, seeing him with another woman was a good thing. It was what was supposed to happen after he cleared the grey away from his aura.
Right?
Yes, of course!
Then why did it feel all wrong? Her gut was in knots, and it felt like she was going to throw up. Or cry.
Or both.
Come on, Dakota. This is what the Universe wants.
Then she heard the little voice in her head ask, “Is it, though?”
She scrubbed her hands down her face and uttered, “I don’t know!”
She realized she’d said that out loud and looked under the stalls to see if anyone had heard her. Fortunately, she was alone.
