We’ll feature their relationships, whether they are married or had a domestic partnership, and their children. We have one woman who is a lesbian and the rest are heterosexual. Two of the ladies are single and out on the dating circuits.”
“So we’re set.”
“For the first season, but of course we’re already on the hunt for more recruits for Season Two.”
“Always thinking ahead, I see.” He squeezed her hand across the table. She didn’t shy away.
At first.
Then she withdrew, sipped her sparkling water, barely, and continued without a breath, “And yes, thanks to Doug’s support he’s asking for another season. Did you know that? I have to say he’s one of the best people I’ve have the pleasure to work with, besides you.” She blinked and gave him a flirty smile.
His heart about leapt to his throat.
Max nodded as he sipped his drink. He opened the menu and noted Felicity did the same. They made their selections and gave their order to Charlotte. Max inquired as to whether Felicity would like a bottle of wine with dinner but she declined.
The conversation during dinner continued in a polite, but too platonic for Max’s taste. Maybe she wasn’t interested in him after all.
Maybe he needed to probe a bit.
Janice served desserts and coffee.
“Have you heard any more from your old boyfriend?”
Felicity’s eyebrows shot up but she didn’t appear to be offended.
“He’s sent a few more texts asking me to get together with him . . .” Max’s heart dropped. “. . . to return some of my cherished books. I know he has another agenda. But, if it’s over, it’s over. He had his chance. I’m not going back.”
“How did you find out about his cheating, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“He’d started off so supportive, with Jenny and all. I told you about the living situation. After I gave in to move in with him, I happened to discover several girls’ numbers in his pants pockets and then the text messages pretty much gave him away. I don’t get it. Why anyone would want to compromise a good relationship?”
Crap. He bet she had trust issues. He didn’t blame her. But, then, he didn’t maintain to best example of monogamy.
She continued. “How do they even have time to juggle two separate lives?” Felicity paused but obviously didn’t want an answer. “Anyway, I’m quite happy on my own. Between Applaud! and Sharpen I don’t have time for anything else. Besides, I’m young and have plenty of time to worry about a relationship later.”
Great. And therein lies the ten-year age-difference hurdle. She was still in the ‘single girl’ mode and he—he didn’t know what mode he was in .
In that moment, Max wanted to take this relationship to a higher level. Despite his misgivings. He chuckled thinking that not too long ago he doubted if he wanted to take the plunge. Max had a sneaking suspicion Felicity only put up a front to protect herself about getting involved.
“I can’t help but ask . . .” Felicity seemed tentative but Max braced himself anyway. “. . . but what’s really going on with Melania?”
Relief flooded through him. He’d thought she’d ask about his past. Something he definitely didn’t want to get into.
“Nothing. She’s been a little clingy. You can’t blame her. She’s new to the country and uprooted herself from her family. So, she leans on me a bit.”
“But isn’t it the same with her other friends with the foreign contingent at your school? Why are things different with Melania?”
“Things aren’t different, necessarily. She may be a little spoiled. I think it originated in Costa Rica. She was the youngest of three children and the only girl.”
“She seems to be in love with you.”
“No. Not at all. She only likes the attention. Believe me. She demands it from everyone. And she has her share of dates.”
“Why do the tabloids have you two involved?”
God! Felicity looked so cute the way she tilted her head with shards
“So we’re set.”
“For the first season, but of course we’re already on the hunt for more recruits for Season Two.”
“Always thinking ahead, I see.” He squeezed her hand across the table. She didn’t shy away.
At first.
Then she withdrew, sipped her sparkling water, barely, and continued without a breath, “And yes, thanks to Doug’s support he’s asking for another season. Did you know that? I have to say he’s one of the best people I’ve have the pleasure to work with, besides you.” She blinked and gave him a flirty smile.
His heart about leapt to his throat.
Max nodded as he sipped his drink. He opened the menu and noted Felicity did the same. They made their selections and gave their order to Charlotte. Max inquired as to whether Felicity would like a bottle of wine with dinner but she declined.
The conversation during dinner continued in a polite, but too platonic for Max’s taste. Maybe she wasn’t interested in him after all.
Maybe he needed to probe a bit.
Janice served desserts and coffee.
“Have you heard any more from your old boyfriend?”
Felicity’s eyebrows shot up but she didn’t appear to be offended.
“He’s sent a few more texts asking me to get together with him . . .” Max’s heart dropped. “. . . to return some of my cherished books. I know he has another agenda. But, if it’s over, it’s over. He had his chance. I’m not going back.”
“How did you find out about his cheating, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“He’d started off so supportive, with Jenny and all. I told you about the living situation. After I gave in to move in with him, I happened to discover several girls’ numbers in his pants pockets and then the text messages pretty much gave him away. I don’t get it. Why anyone would want to compromise a good relationship?”
Crap. He bet she had trust issues. He didn’t blame her. But, then, he didn’t maintain to best example of monogamy.
She continued. “How do they even have time to juggle two separate lives?” Felicity paused but obviously didn’t want an answer. “Anyway, I’m quite happy on my own. Between Applaud! and Sharpen I don’t have time for anything else. Besides, I’m young and have plenty of time to worry about a relationship later.”
Great. And therein lies the ten-year age-difference hurdle. She was still in the ‘single girl’ mode and he—he didn’t know what mode he was in .
In that moment, Max wanted to take this relationship to a higher level. Despite his misgivings. He chuckled thinking that not too long ago he doubted if he wanted to take the plunge. Max had a sneaking suspicion Felicity only put up a front to protect herself about getting involved.
“I can’t help but ask . . .” Felicity seemed tentative but Max braced himself anyway. “. . . but what’s really going on with Melania?”
Relief flooded through him. He’d thought she’d ask about his past. Something he definitely didn’t want to get into.
“Nothing. She’s been a little clingy. You can’t blame her. She’s new to the country and uprooted herself from her family. So, she leans on me a bit.”
“But isn’t it the same with her other friends with the foreign contingent at your school? Why are things different with Melania?”
“Things aren’t different, necessarily. She may be a little spoiled. I think it originated in Costa Rica. She was the youngest of three children and the only girl.”
“She seems to be in love with you.”
“No. Not at all. She only likes the attention. Believe me. She demands it from everyone. And she has her share of dates.”
“Why do the tabloids have you two involved?”
God! Felicity looked so cute the way she tilted her head with shards
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