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She felt like she was just out there floating so much in life and maybe she was missing out.
“If you want, after dinner, we can grab a bottle of wine and each have a drink.”
“At my place?” she asked.
“Or mine,” he said. “Or we can have a drink here after dinner. Or nothing at all. You’re calling all the shots.”
“Can I let you know at the end of dinner?” she asked. She appreciated he wasn’t pressuring her one bit.
“You can let me know whenever you want. For now, let’s talk about something else. Is Roni short for Veronica or did your parents just like giving their daughter a boy’s name?”
“Short for Veronica,” she said. “Jax, which is short for Jaxson, had a hard time saying my name when he was younger. He is the one that shortened it to Roni and it just stuck. I guess I did the same thing with his name.”
“I find that sweet,” he said. “You’re close with him?”
“Very,” she said.
“Just like me with my siblings. Maybe we’ll all get to meet someday.”
She looked at the smirk on his face and found herself grinning. “Maybe.”
16
To Many More
“Do you like white or red wine?” Trent asked when they were in the liquor store. This was the last place he’d thought he’d be with Roni, but as long as she was game for it, he was too.
“It’s wine,” she said. “But I’m not fussy.”
He moved around and looked at the different kinds. “There are a lot to choose from. Do you like it dry? Some with a floral taste or citrus?”
“Oh man, are you a snob?” she asked, bumping into his arm on purpose. That little flirty move surprised him but pleased him she was loosening up too.
He held back the laugh. He was trying his hardest not to be offended by that comment. At least she was grinning when she said it and not serious.
He wasn’t sure what he’d do if she felt that way.
He was concerned he’d done enough talking for a month tonight trying to relax her. The last thing he wanted was for her to think he was being “smooth” and not sincere.
“I don’t think so,” he said. “I might be that way with beer, but not wines. He moved to a section of pinot noirs and closed his eyes. “I’m going to turn and point. Whatever I point to is what we are getting. Kind of like dinner yesterday.”
She giggled and that was the first he’d heard that sound. If others were looking at the two of them he didn’t care.
In no way, shape or form would anyone think he was an attorney today with his worn jeans, Duke T-shirt and running sneakers that he grabbed by mistake. The ones that looked new on the outside because he used them in the gym only.
He turned, pointed his finger, then opened his eyes. “I’ll get it,” she said, reaching up overhead. “This way I know you didn’t cheat and get one you’ve had before.”
“I’ve never had that one before,” he said.
They got to the counter and it rang up at forty-two dollars so he hoped it was good. Not that he was cheap because he didn’t think he was, but there were other bottles he’d seen next to it that were under fifteen.
Since she grabbed it off the rack there was no way she could accuse him of trying to show off with a more expensive wine either.
They had their wine in his hand and went back to the car. “Why don’t you show me your place since you’ve seen mine?” she said.
He was going to suggest that anyway.
“Works for me,” he said. They drove the short distance. He and Roni only lived about fifteen minutes apart. Not bad in the grand scheme of things. Traffic could make it more so. “Don’t judge me on my poor decorating skills.” They parked in front of his place, and he got out and went to the door, swiping his card to get into the building. “I’m on the first floor.”
