Free Help Wanted by Marie Rochelle Page B

about me and get onto a new topic?” she suggested.
    “Like what?” Jim asked before taking a sip of his beer.
    “I was wondering why you got a divorce.”
     

 
    Chapter Fourteen
    Jim slowly placed his glass back on the table. He was surprised that Keira didn’t ask a softer question. Most people didn’t ask him out right about his divorce. Even Dave had waited for a while before asking what the final straw had been that sent him running to the divorce attorney.
    “I thought someone else would have already told you the reason for my divorce.”
    “I’ve heard different reasons, but I want to hear it from you.  Isn’t the best way to get the truth to get it from the source?” Keira asked.
    He had to admit Keira did have a point, but he wasn’t ready to tell the entire story of his horrendous marriage to Kathy. If Trevor hadn’t come out of it, he would think that he wasted almost six years of his life.
    “I’d rather not get into my messy divorce tonight. I brought you here to Dante’s as a thank you dinner for feeding me the other night. How about we just leave the conversation off the heavy stuff and enjoy the rest of our night?”
    “I think I like the way your mind works,” Keira said then picked up another mouth-watering hot wing off the plate.
    For the rest of the night, Jim talked to Keira about a variety of topics from sports, television shows and their favorite meal besides hot wings. He couldn’t get over what a good time he was having and it surprised him that he didn’t want it to end, but he had to get Keira back home. It was almost ten o’clock and the ride from the bar back to Keira’s house was close to an hour.
    “Are you ready to go?” Jim asked as Keira wiped her hands on a napkin. 
    “Yes, I’m ready.” She tossed the napkin on the empty plate in front of them. “The food was delicious. You have to tell Dante how much I enjoyed it.  Do you think that you’re okay to drive your bike?” Keira got out of the booth and stood by the side of the table.
    “Yeah, I’ve been eating and I didn’t even finish my beer. You’re safe in my hands. I promise you will get back home all in one piece,” Jim said as he slid out of the booth.
    Taking her by the elbow, he led her towards the front entrance. “Thank you for coming with me. I had a good time.”
    “Did you really?” Keira was surprised by his confession. “I didn’t think we talked about a lot of stuff over dinner.”
    “That’s why I had such a nice time. The whole evening is what I need from all of the problems I have going on around me.” Jim pushed opened the door, escorted her outside and over to his motorcycle. “This is the first time in a very long time I didn’t mind eating dinner with someone else at Dante’s . I thought when we had such a great time at your house it had to be a fluke, but I’m beginning to see that it wasn’t.”
    Keira wondered what Jim was talking about. Why was he thinking about her in a different way now?  Was she hearing what she thought she was? Or was she reading more into the situation than Jim was giving to her? Since she really wasn’t sure about what was going on she pushed the wandering thoughts from her head.
    There was nothing going on between the two of them. She was allowing Charisma and the rest of them to get into her mind way too much. Jim and she would never have anything romantic between them.
    “Keira, here’s your helmet.” Jim touched her on the arm making her look at him. “Are you listening to me?”
    “Yes, I hear you,” she answered placing the helmet on her head. “We should be hitting the road. I have an early morning appointment tomorrow.”
    Climbing on the bike, Jim put on his black helmet and waited while she got on the back. “I can’t let the princess miss her beauty sleep now can I?”
    Jim started the motorcycle and sped off before Keira could even say a word, but she had more important subjects on her mind. So she allowed Jim’s