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“As I said, it’s a control thing,” she said. “And we are here and shouldn’t talk about this more. I’m not one to gossip and I hate drama. You seem to get more out of me than I tell anyone else and I’d rather not talk about it anymore.”

She felt like she was whining and it wasn’t coming off well in her eyes. No reason to turn the first guy she felt something for off with her drama.

“Heard,” he said.

Roni was glad he dropped it.

She just wanted to enjoy the first date she’d had in so long.

The fact it was an outdoor date with lots of people around and stopping any more small talk was a bonus.

They parked and walked the distance to go in, found their seats right in the middle of the stadium and sat.

It was going to be loud and exciting and infectious.

She hadn’t been to any sporting event since she was in college and she remembered how much she loved them back then.

It was nice to just feel that in her life again.

Hours later, after Duke won, they were in his car. “That was great,” she said. “Thank you so much for asking.”

“Thank you for going with me,” he said. “How are your eardrums feeling?”

“I think I’ll stop yelling when I talk before the night is over.”

She had to force herself to lower her voice just now when he started to laugh.

“Are you hungry? Can I take you to dinner or are we done with our date? I’m letting you call the shots.”

“Dinner would be nice,” she said. “But doesn’t have to be anything special. We aren’t dressed for much.”

“Being with you is special enough,” he said.

“There is the romance you said you weren’t going to have,” she said.

He smiled. “That’s not romance. That is me speaking the truth.”

They drove around a bit until they found a pub out of the way and parked. “It doesn’t look too busy.”

“It’s early yet,” he said, “but I’m sure a lot of people might have the same idea as us coming from the game.”

They went in and took their seats, then ordered their drinks and food at the same time. “You never got your celebratory drink,” she said. “Don’t you want a beer or something?”

He’d only been drinking soda, tea, or water around her.

“Maybe I want to keep my wits about me around you. I don’t want to slip up.”

She grinned at him. “I don’t think you slip up much. Are you not drinking because I’m not?”

“No,” he said. “I do my own thing. Do you not drink?”

“I do,” she said. “Not often. I don’t go out much. I’ll have wine on a holiday, but that is about it. I’ve never developed much of a taste for beer.”

It’s not like she had many friends that she hung out with.

Most were single and wanted to go out clubbing and that wasn’t her.

Or they were in a relationship with no kids and she didn’t have much in common being single.

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