Dearest Readers,
Today’s excerpt from my latest novel The Angel and The Captain is from their second date, that time when the excitement of the first date is over and it is time to see whether there are some long-term prospects here.
I thought this might scare her. Age differences aren’t for everybody. In theory, they might be. I mean, what guy my age wouldn’t want a woman half his age, especially a really foxy one? Hubba-hubba. I spent more than one night on the road in the sack with an older woman, usually one who was married and bored. But when it comes down to actually building something meaningful, some common interests, like your 20’s are helpful.
And Angel’s version:
I was worried about to eat! I mean, I liked him even then and I wanted him to like me. I am such a worry-wart! It was obvious he liked me. He paid attention to me and made me feel important and no boy scoped me out like he did. But us girls don’t like to eat too much on the early dates. I mean, what if he thinks I was a hog?!
I really like their chicken fried steak, though. A lot. So when he asked what I was going to have – because The Captain orders for his Angel – I played it coy. I told him I couldn’t decide between some sort of ten-calorie salad or the chicken fried steak.
The Captain didn’t even blink. He asked if I wanted mashed potatoes or French fries and of course I said mashed potatoes because that is the only proper side dish with chicken fried steak. He asked if I would present violent objection to starting with some mozzarella sticks and those are really good there, too, and I said, no, there will no objection, violent or otherwise, to those, which made him laugh.
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