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And yet…
And yet, I find him a little on the boring side. Actually, it’s more like a lot on the boring side.
He’s been telling this story for more than five minutes and I stopped listening after… what… thirty seconds?
God, is this what I have to look forward to in the dating pool?
“So anyway,” Will concludes, “That’s why I don’t ride a motorcycle anymore. They are so cool, and you feel so powerful, but they are just too dangerous. Don’t you think?”
It suddenly occurs to me that I was looking for something I don’t actually want. My dream man is not actually the one who makes my heart flutter. So I decide to stop dreaming once and for all.
Wistfully, I smile at Will. I reach out a hand across the table.
“It’s nice meeting you. But I don’t feel any chemistry here.”
His eyebrows jump up and he laughs.
“Chemistry? That’s a myth.”
“No.” I shake my head softly, smiling. “For me, it’s essential.”
Fishing a twenty out of my purse, I place it on the table. Then I wish him the best of luck, and leave the restaurant.
The wine bar's door swings shut behind me, muting the clink of glasses and murmur of conversation. I let out a breath, feeling the night air cool my flushed cheeks.
That date was a disaster. Sure, Dr. Dreamy was charming at first. It was all sparkling eyes and bright smiles. But as the date wore on, his sunny outlook felt cloying, like a glass of iced tea that had too much sugar. He was the human equivalent of a motivational poster.
To make things worse, I couldn’t stop comparing him to Cole. With his sharp wit and practical outlook, Cole challenges me. He doesn't just smile and nod. Cole engages, debates, and pushes me to think deeper. I never realized how much I craved that until now.
"Savannah!" Lucy waves at me from across the street, her bracelets jangling. I wave back and jog over to meet her.
"Hey! What are you doing here?" I ask.
Lucy shrugs. "Just wandering. I needed some inspiration for my new installation. What about you?" Her eyes dart to the wine bar behind me, a knowing look on her face.
I roll my eyes. "Let's just say that date did not go as planned."
Lucy smothers a laugh. "Not feeling the dreamy vet, huh?"
"More like wishy-washy vet," I mutter.
She puts a hand on my arm. "Maybe you need someone who will challenge you. Who will fight for you...and with you, if need be."
I chew my lip, thoughts of Cole surfacing again. "Maybe," I say softly.
We're quiet for a moment, both of us thinking of him. Then Lucy perks up. "The guys took Cole sailing today. To talk some sense into him." She emphasizes the last part.
I frown, confused. "About moving to London?"
"Mmhmm." Lucy gives me a pointed look. "Not that I think he's actually going anywhere."
Hope and uncertainty war inside me. I want to believe her, but should I?
Lucy links her arm through mine. "Come on. Let's get ice cream and talk about something happier."
I let her pull me down the street, focusing on her bright voice as she describes her latest art project. But part of me still lingers on Cole, wishing things could be different between us. Wishing I was brave enough to fight for this, for him.
I let Lucy's chatter wash over me as we walk, not really listening to her words but soaking in the comfort of her presence. She's always been able to lift my spirits, ever since I met her during a yoga class on our college campus.
