“I know. I still think you should proclaim your love for him.”
I splashed her with water from the sink as I washed out a glass from the night before.
“There is no love other than brotherly.”
“Are you two going dutch?”
I shrugged again. Tyler was the perfect guy, polite, respectful and decent, but he wasn’t for me.
“Ty likes to pay even though I tell him no. He’s very gentlemanly. I think he’ll make some woman very happy.”
She waggled her eyebrows. “He pays, and he’s a gentleman? Maybe I’ll snap him up.”
“You always pick jerks.”
“But they’re good in bed, so I can’t complain.”
Sadie was less picky about the guys she dated, and she didn’t have hang-ups about sleeping with her dates by the third outing or earlier. I needed to feel comfortable before I got between the sheets with someone. It was possible if I felt an instant connection, that could change.
“Any prospects?”
“Not yet, though Dan asked me to lunch yesterday.”
I wanted to sound excited, but Sadie forever searched for the guy who could care for her. I had a different attitude. I wanted independence.
“And you never said anything?” I screeched.
She shrugged. “There was nothing to tell. We had lunch and went back to work. He told me about his summer soccer games in Central Park. I might head over there to watch one of these Saturdays.”
“That’s nice.”
“I guess. I’m unsure if he’s boyfriend material as opposed to a good roll in bed a few times.”
She took the words right out of my mouth. She tried too hard, and guys could smell the desperation.
"Be cautious. He's a colleague, and if things go south, it could get messy."
"I'm not planning on getting involved with him unless there's genuine chemistry and he's open to something casual," she replied with a hint of determination.
"Not interested in something more serious?" I probed.
"We're young, and this city is teeming with eligible bachelors. Why tie myself down?" she retorted confidently.
I couldn't help but feel differently. While the allure of freedom was there, I secretly longed for the stability of an exclusive relationship, though I kept that to myself.
"Fair enough," she conceded.
Grabbing a mug as the coffee finished brewing, I craved the caffeine kick despite a restful night's sleep. We lounged in the living room, surfing channels until I drained my cup and headed for a shower. With a lunch date scheduled with Ty at 1:30, punctuality was key.
Emerging from the bathroom, I pondered my wardrobe options, torn between a breezy sundress or a more casual ensemble. The Iron Horse had a laid-back vibe, and I sought Sadie's input.
"How about a summery dress with sandals?" she suggested.
"Really?" I questioned, unsure.
She appeared beside me, effortlessly selecting a floral sundress that grazed mid-thigh.
"Don't spoil it with a bra," she advised with a mischievous grin.