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about your dad?”
    “He left my mom when I was a kid, leaving me to be the man of the house, and I helped raise my little sister.” I replied shifting in my seat.
    “I’m an only child.” She replied. “On to the next subject.”
    “ Which is?” I asked.
    “Relationships are a good place to start.” She insisted, and I knew that was coming. I knew she wasn’t going to like the answers.
    “Alright, why don’t you have someone waiting for you at home?” I asked blunt.
    “ Heavy” she said, with a smile. “But I already told you why.”
    “If you dodge my questions, I’ll dodge yours.” I smiled back.
    “So, through every guy you screen, you never met anyone you liked?” I pushed.
    “Honestly, I never thought about it.” She shrugged, and I didn’t believe her. Maybe she was just being overly professional.
    “So, tell me why you really haven’t dated.” Tessa responded.
    “I never found a person who peaked my interest, beyond the bedroom.” I said curt, but she narrowed her eyes at me.
    “Be straight with me. You bedded those girls because you could, not because you were looking for intimacy.” She pushed.
    “True.” I shrugged.
    “What has you so closed off?” Tessa probed.
    “Okay, my last real relationship was in high school.” I answered.
    “That was ten years ago; and I thought I was bad.” She smiled. “Do you get lonely?”
    “Are you two ready to order yet?” the waitress asked walking back over to us. This had been her third attempt to take our order , and again we weren’t ready. Looking at each other, we both snickered and sent her away.
    “To answer your question, yes, sometimes I do get lonely.” I mumbled.
    I could feel her glare on me, but I ignored it, and looked at my menu again. This restaurant was overly fancy, and I felt a bit out of place. I preferred being in a family joint, where I knew the cook. Not that I didn’t know the cook here. Adrian Blanc was a great cook, but tonight I wasn’t in the mood for his overpriced lobster.
    “Then you should find someone.” I heard Tessa mutter.
    “I think I have.” I smiled, looking at her, and she blushed. I loved seeing her turn red for me.
    “Tell me about this ex of yours.” She replied, changing the subject. Glancing up, I saw red fabric approaching us, looking past Tessa, I paled.
    “She’s standing right behind you.” I said, breathless.

 
    Ten
    “That’s not funny.” Tessa shrugged.
    With every bone in my body, I wish ed I had been only joking. But my ex, Jocelyn Ellis, was sauntering over to me, with a devious smile. Her dark eyes were cloaked in dark makeup, and her boobs were spilling out of her tight, red, short dress. Her hair was blonde, and it was apparent that she dyed it over the years. I wasn’t going to lie, she looked good, and she was heading straight for me.
    “I’m not kidding.” I muttered as she walked past Tessa, and I stood.
    “Landon Brooks,” Jocelyn smiled, wrapping her arms around my neck. I just stood stunned, with both arms at my sides.
    “You look good.” she said, finally letting me go and glaring at me.
    “Thanks.” I whispered, looking down at Tessa.
    “Sorry, didn’t mean to interrupt. I just—I had to see if it was you.” Jocelyn said, before turning to look at Tessa.
    “My name’s Jocelyn.” She said, smiling fakely at Tessa. “Me and Landon—”
    “Used to date, I know.” Tessa snapped.
    “So, you do talk about me.” Jocelyn replied, grabbing my collar.
    “Actually, he’s never mentioned you until just now. Must not have been that memorable.” Tessa shrugged and I smiled.
    It was nice to see she wasn’t intimidated. Grabbing Jocelyn’s hands, I removed them, and stepped back a bit.
    “I didn’t know you were back in town.” I chimed in.
    “My father’s sick, I had to come back. We should have dinner and really catch up.” Jocelyn insisted. “It’s been a long time, Landon.”
    “I’ll see if I have time.” I replied as coolly as